T minus 9

Boo had her pre-op hospital visit today.  Whilst the nurses tried to impress her with a teddy bear and a pretty bed cover, Boo got right down to it and found the power outlets.

We talked buggy's, car seats, nappies, bean bags and general care.  We talked surgery, anaesthetic and casting. JF and I are still 'discussing' who will stay with her for the few days she is at the hospital - it may be a paper/scissors/rock thing after the nurse told us she'd need waking every two hours for a position change.  Boo, I love you , but I do love my sleep too.

Everything (except Boo's hip), seems to be falling into place so it's now just a waiting game.  With just over a week to go, Boo is getting lots of baths and lots of time to run, jump, hop, skip and do her daggy little 'excited' dance. 

I have no doubt that Boo will find a way to move once the cast is on, but for the short time she can't it is going to be lovely.

• We'll be able to take a shower, come back and she'll be in the same spot we left her in
• No stealing her brothers toast in the mornings
• No finding the contents of my handbag scattered throughout the house
• And the best til last - solitary toilet visits (whilst J is at Kindy anyway!)