Patiently Waiting
People ask if I feel ‘done’ and if I’m uncomfortable or ‘ready to be over with it’ and while I expected I might be by now, I’m actually feeling pretty good. I don’t wake up every morning thinking “this could be the day!” I just keep on living, I know Elliot will arrive all in good time, and I intend to enjoy the time to myself in the meantime. I think people around me are more anxious than I am. I’m not nervous at all about labor & delivery, I know I’m as prepared as I can be & I’m ready to accept whatever happens. I am still sleeping fairly well - I usually end up on the couch 1/2 way thru the night, but it’s no biggie - I’m getting lots more sleep than I will after he arrives. I don’t have much left on my to do list, in fact it’s almost empty, so I am definetly ready for him to come anytime, but I just don’t feel anxious about it. I am looking forward to meeting him, and holding Timothy, Breanne’s son last night definetly made me even more excited, but I just feel relaxed. Maybe it’s a sign that he’s not comming too soon. I know that no matter what he’ll be here in the next week & a half & I’m happy about that.
