One more day!

Tomorrow morning is the big day! I went in for my pre-op admission this morning, so everything is ready to go. We arrive at 6am, and I should be out of recovery sometime around 10:30-11:00ish. I'm not sure it has really hit me yet that I'm having this baby tomorrow. It still seems all so unreal.
Today was extra fun for Rachie because she got to play with Kylie while I was at the hospital, and she also got to go to Kindergarten visitation. They had the kids go into the Kindergarten rooms and play, read a story, make a project, etc while the parents had their meeting in the library. She is very proud of her "callerpittar" that she made, and was amazed that the book they read (The Very Hungry Caterpillar) was the same as the one we have here at home. :) When I asked if she made any new friends she said, "Well, I was thinking about it and I smiled at them, but I didn't talk." She was a little bit apprehensive about going until we got there and then she was fine.
My mom is coming over tonight to spend the night so she can get the kids up and off to school in the morning, and Steve and I have a few smallish things we need to get taken care of. I've been doing so much laundry this week I feel like I should be paid. After the next load, it will all be done! Well, it will be washed and dried, I still have to fold and put it away, ick! I never got the kids' rooms clean like I had hoped. They just weren't exactly cooperative about it and I decided I wasn't going to do it all on my own. It is one of those "choose your battles" things. They can deal with it if they don't like it. I'm done! :)
Saturday is Rachie's dance recital. I am still feeling so guilty about not going. I have made everyone promise to take videos and pictures and bring them to me right afterward so I can see them.
I am feeling excited, but still a bit nervous. This whole pregnancy has been hard on me. Not only physically and emotionally, but mentally I really feel like I am tempting fate. I have three perfect, healthy kids and I keep thinking that this time I may not be quite so lucky. There haven't been any signs or reasons for me to be feeling like that, but I still have that small fear deep inside. I did reread my patriarchal blessing a few weeks ago and it says that the children born into my marriage will be healthy and happy, so that makes me feel much better. I will just be able to let go of that small fear once I see Little Miss Ladybug and know that she's ok. I also have this irrational guilt about taking her a week early. What if there is something she needs that she can only get in the last week inside of me? I know it is a dumb thing to worry about, which is why I described it as irrational, but these are the random things that float around in my head, lol.