
2 more days. TWO. And I'll become a mom.
I guess I'm calmer than most people because I got a lot of comments yesterday like, "are you freaking out?" and "are you sure you're ready?" It actually left me wondering if I'm reacting normally to all of this...??
Honestly, I'm trying to stay calm for my own sanity...if I start getting nervous now I'll be a disaster by Tuesday.
I keep looking around the house and thinking, less than a week from now, Frank and I will be sharing this house with another person. FINALLY. It's why we bought this house in the first place, 2.5 years ago. It was meant to be for more than two people all this time.
He's still sleeping. I've been up since 5:45...yeah, I know, this is when I should be sleeping as much as possible (if I hear that one more time I might deck someone, LOL)...but I can't. I'm ok, I feel rested...sleeping has just been anything but an easy task these days.
We've got a busy day ahead...we have manis/pedis/wax in a little while, then going to see my dad, then to the cemetery to see Grandma, then to Clori's. We're making the family rounds today, since tomorrow will be spent alone...just the two of us...our final day as a family of two.
I am amazed that I'm actually typing that last sentence...for a LONG time I wasn't sure if I'd ever be able to.