one week from today.

One week from today I will be holding our sweet baby boy in my arms for the very first time. It's surreal.

I think the weirdest part of a scheduled c-section is knowing exactly when our son will be born. So long as he doesn't come early, I get to choose how I spend the next seven days before the biggest transition of my entire life. It's like I've been handed this sudden sense of control in a situation where most of the control has been taken away.

I suppose you could call it the gift of known timing.

There will likely be no mad rush to the hospital, or frantic calls to Brett in the middle of the workday. Our drive will likely be perfectly planned next Monday morning, as we chat excitedly and guess how much our baby will weigh. Our friends and family already know exactly when they can visit us in the hospital, and when they can start bringing us meals. I can take a long shower, blow dry my hair, and put on makeup beforehand if I want to (which, let's face it, I do). We even get to pick his birthday---May 7, 2012.

All things considered, the gift of known timing is pretty amazing. I have a busy week ahead wrapping up chores and work, but this weekend I have every intention of embracing my last few days as Ashlee, the non-mom.

The Friday plan: Sleep in, lunch with girlfriends at McKinley Park, solo thrifting, pedicures/massages with more girlfriends, date night with Brett

The Saturday plan: Sleep in, have our house PROFESSIONALLY DEEP CLEANED, brunch at Tower Cafe, matinee at Tower Theater, nap, date night with Brett

The Sunday plan: Sleep in, church, lazy afternoon at home, date night with Brett

Clearly sleep and dates with Brett are my top priority. How would you spend your last three days as a non-mom?