My future hotel stay

We took the boys with us last night and got a hospital tour for the upcoming delivery of "sister girl" (as one of my friends called her today). I love that - how Southern! We walked around with a group of very new looking mom and dad's. Eli and Ian became the focal point of the tour guide as she asked them many questions about being a big brother, etc. Nate and I felt like old pros.'s among these newbie parents. Amongst their many blank stares and terrified glances Nate and I are were chuckling and making jokes remembering our shared stories of past deliveries - some good and some bad. Like the fact that both deliveries we have been sent home during the "laboring" because baby wasn't quite ready to come (maybe we'll get it right this time around). And that Nate always complains so much about how they treat husbands in the hospital by making them sleep on those fold out beds where his legs hang off, or better yet at one hospital he 'got' to sleep on the couch! He suggested this time that we cuddle together on my bed! I think not! This hospital allows the mom to custom order her meals or "just call room service and order some ice cream if she needs it", Nate got a kick out of that one! Then they told about a new massage person who comes to each mom's room and gives 15 mts. of free massages after the delivery. I just leaned back and smiled - oh yeah! I'm ready for this hotel stay! Nate is known for drive by deliveries as we have come to call it...you know, check in when labor starts, deliver baby then check out the next day as soon as baby passes all tests. Yes, that is what we did with the second one - why? Because my wonderful husband convinced me we would get more sleep at home in our bed then that hospital room where the nurses kept waking us up and the beds (I mean his bed) was horrible. I realized quickly after leaving the comforts of my nurses care around 11pm that night, returning home with new baby Ian and waking up to 2 year old Eli the next morning around 6:30am that I was on my own! So now, 5 years later - more mature and wise - I told my baby's daddy that I was kicking it in that hospital/hotel until they kicked me out! He could even go home if he wanted =)
Am I ready? Well, my mom came yesterday and helped me wash all the baby's clothes, put the crib's sheets on, moved stuff around - buy some more stuff at Target, put up one more picture...so yes, I'm ready now. About 3 weeks to go till we see you "Sister Girl!"