Watch your toes

Maybe it's just because it's the end of the pregnancy, but I'm really starting not to care about what other people want. I know they're all excited for me too, but their feelings should be the least of my worries right now. Does that make me an awful person? I'm tired of getting phone calls from Steve's mom almost every day, asking if I'm getting excited, and having to listen to her tell me that she's excited and that everything is in a holding pattern. Yeah, I get it. My mom wants to be standing in the hallway when Owen is born so that she can hear his first cries. And last night, she told me that she wants to see the video of his birth. Hi, if I don't want you in the room when he's born, what makes you think I want you to see the video of it?! But she just said it so matter of factly, like, of course you should tape it and show it to me. I don't know, I'm such a private person, so I hate it when people are up in my shit like that. I'm also upset that Steve hasn't yet told his mom that we're not going to have anybody at the house the first day we come home from the hospital. He insists that it won't be a big deal to tell her. Well fine, tell her then! And don't make me feel like shit because I want to get an epidural. Owen will be just fine, I promise.

Sorry for the vent ladies, but my frustration level is peaking.

ETA: Please allow me to clarify that this is NOT directed towards anyone here on LJ. I absolutely appreciate all the love and support you ladies have given me! It's just the families that are driving me nuts right now.

So cool!

I'm writing to you ladies using my Nintendo DS. How cool is that?! This is most likely how I'll post the news about Owen's arrival.