That’s how long Hubby and I have to prepare for Thumper’s arrival. Assuming she waits until her due date. (And, please, little Thumper, a week or two late is just fine, too.)
With all the commotion of moving, I haven’t been thinking much about the next few weeks. We still have a lot to do for ourselves, but I need to refocus my attention now.
I’m not 100% sure how my prenatal appointments here are going to work, or what I might need to bring with me to the first one. I’ll most likely be showing up at a walk-in clinic early this week (I’m hoping to call tomorrow and speak with someone–in English–about how to proceed), but our temporary, private insurance covers none of it. I don’t think it’s a problem, as all Canadian provinces seem to cover pregnancy in the last 9 weeks regardless, but it’s still a bit nerve wracking until I know for sure.
In addition to prenatal appointments, our pre-baby to-do list isn’t getting any shorter! Once I figure out at which hospital I’ll be delivering, we’ll need to take a tour and ask all our questions. We still don’t have a place for baby to sleep when she arrives, so that needs to be addressed STAT. Thankfully, I was given some newborn and 0-3 month clothing, but we still need some basics, like onesies. There’s still the question of whether or not I’ll be able to manage cloth diapering (we haven’t done laundry in the building yet, so that will be the true test). I do have a few newborn disposables someone gave me, but either way, I’ll need more diapers.
That should take care of her basic needs for the first few weeks–sleep, clothes, diapering, and my boobs. But that’s a-whole-nother issue. I don’t know yet whether I’ll have access to a lactation consultant before or shortly after birth. And I don’t know how easily Thumper and I will figure out the whole breastfeeding thing.
Just like it’s slowly sinking in that Hubby and I now live in Montreal, it’s taken a bit to come to the realization that in about 4.5 weeks, we’ll be adding a whole new person to our family. One that is totally dependent on the two of us for all her needs.
Crazy. And amazing. And I can’t wait. But part of me wants to slow time way down so that we can fully prepare ourselves–and our new home–for Thumper’s arrival. Does anyone know how to do that?