Ready or not, here I come

The nurses completely freaked us out yesterday by telling us Wilson could be home as early as Sunday. After pulling ourselves off the floor, we analyzed it and thought "that's not possible - Wilson hasn't had his vaccinations, didn't gain weight, and still needs to be circumcised." Internally we were also thinking "we're nowhere close to ready! The cribs aren't assembled, the nursery isn't complete, and we don't even have diapers or baby wipes yet! They can't send a baby home with us."

So we slept easy knowing Wilson was getting ready to come home but we still had several days to prepare. You would think by now we would know not to make logical assumptions or plan on something happening. Late this morning Dr. Rollo told Chris it looks like Sunday, Sunday, Sunday will be the day we get to start wrestling with Wilson at our house. It could still be Monday or Tuesday, but they are going to circumcise and vaccinate Wilson today with an eye toward us bringing him home this weekend.

Morgan: "We're two wild n' crazy guys"
Wilson: "Ahhhhhhh. Stop saying that!"

The only person more excited and frightened than us is Wilson. On one hand, he'll get to watch the opening of the college football season in high definition from the comfort of a brand new pack-n-play without having to share space with his sister. On the other hand, he is already telling the nurses, "you're sending me home with those two? Seriously, have you watched them? Compared to you all they are complete novices? It takes that raving lunatic who refers to himself as 'Dad' ten minutes to change my diaper before holding me up and saying dumb stuff like 'we're two wild and crazy guys.' Seriously, I'd rather be in the MRSA ward with Clara than give up the great room service I get here." Not that we needed anything else to make our situation unique, but it looks like everyone will need to adjust to having (or being) a baby at home.

So we're scared because we feel totally unqualified as parents, but we're also so excited we're having a hard time sitting still. Like kids waiting for Christmas morning, something we've been looking forward to for many weeks is about to happen and we couldn't be happier. This doesn't mean Wilson is "home free" - many more doctors appointments, examinations, and checkups are in his future - but we're bringing home half of the family we've wanted so much for so long. There will be some logistical problems with Clara still in the hospital, but light is beginning to shine at the end of the proverbial tunnel; that in and of itself is refreshing.

I'm not sure I'm ready for this.