the taxi's waiting, it's blowing its horn
already I'm so anxious I could cry...
Okay, so now we are officially waiting. I underestimated how much of an emotional burden the unknown is. I find myself cranky, on edge, and otherwise unpleasant these days. Sleep helps a bit, but each twinge in my side wakes me right up thinking "Is this it?!?!?" ... not so restful.
So tomorrow is officially the due date. I have day dreams that Monday will be a good little man and come on time, but I know I can't expect that, and don't want to disappoint myself... which I am sure will happen anyway.
I did a frantic clean last night between 10:30 & 12:30 (awesome!) and Tim has been wonderful going with the flow and vacuuming even today. (He has the dust buster in hand right now!) The house is ready, his room is ready, we're ready... it seems like the only thing not so ready is the combination of my uterus and my little man - I think they are in cahoots!
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