One of the most exciting things about a surprise 37ish week baby is just how unprepared it is possible to be. Carseat still in its box, no bed, cloth diapers unwashed, no groceries beyond the bulk stuff. We're getting caught up quickly but it's doubly tiring.
Aside from me feeling like a super grouch due to super engorgement today, and aside from that early labor online shopping spree being crucial, things are going well. A friend dropped by with a big sister present for the kid and some disposable diapers and onesies for Little Monster, so nobody has to go get them tomorrow. We've got a decent handle on nursing and sleeping, although having to roust Little Monster to eat is a bit strange, but still. Just amazing. Hopefully things keep ticking along and I get to keep hogging LM during her naps. There's something about a sleeping tiny person I find irresistible right now.
And that's my "go feed the baby" timer. Back to the land of spit-up and cuteness.