Today’s 36-week checkup revealed that I am one centimeter dilated and 50 percent effaced. I realize that this kind of development most likely means absolutely nothing at all, but my doctor seemed rather insistent that I make packing my hospital bag a priority. So now I guess I know what I’m doing on my day off on Friday. (You know, besides eating more cake and forgetting to shower.)
We’ve gotten loads of advice from people about this hospital bag business, but it never hurts to ask the wonderful, generous people of the Internet who never fail to come up with something I would never in a million, billion years have thought of.
Here’s what I have on my list so far:
Several pairs of roomy, comfortable, cotton, non-thong underpants that I hope to never wear (or even see) again
Clearance rack pjs from Target that I’m not a bit afraid of ruining (Button-up style for easy nursing and a steal at $12.)
Robe (When we had our tour, the maternity ward was as cold as a freaking meat locker. Guess it helps keep those nipples good and erect for more successful breastfeeding.)
Nursing bra and nursing tank top
Several pairs of warm, yet rather unattractive, socks
Favorite brand of maxi pads (Actually, I decided which brand to buy based purely on advertising campaigns. The truth is that I haven’t worn a maxi pad for approximately 11 years. I am not excited about breaking my streak.)
Going home outfit for me and the kid (Isn’t his cute?!)
Clothes for the kid
Baby wipes (Apparently our hospital does not provide wipes. I know! What is this, some kind of third-world country? They use moist gauze instead. Yes! MOIST GAUZE.)
…And that’s it. I was thinking about bringing a book or something? Maybe something else to pass the time? What do I absolutely not bring under any circumstances at all? Well, besides Hambone, of course. Although wouldn’t he look hilarious dressed up in scrubs and one of those little paper hats?