Today is June 26th, otherwise known as the first day of the last month, or, count-down time thankyoutoallthatisgoodandholyamen!
If you follow our little evil plan, 30 days from now you’ll be here. And I’ll be asleep. You know, because of the drugs. I think it’s safe to say that today I might have fallen a little bit in love with you.
I’m not quite sure why this little “ah-ha” happened today of all days. Today was no different than any other, except for an insane amount of stuff to do and a whole ton o’ driving around. But somewhere in the middle of the rushing and the schlepping (my G-D the schlepping!) and the doing, I remembered we needed to set up the Pack-N-Play in our bedroom and I got this little mental image of a tiny, little guy sleeping in it.
And that was it.
And that was it.
I might have talked out loud to you today. And said your name. And you may have swirled around a bit. It was cool.
(And speaking of the swirling, I am MORE than aware that we are both running out of room here and the whole daily exercise program thing is getting a bit cramped. But, would you mind stopping with the tickling of the lower pelvic bone with your boney little fingers? It’s creepy.)
So, I’m going to buy you some stuff this weekend, seeing as how we’re still missing a few things…
…Like a stroller and car seat (you know, so we can actually bring you home from the hospital),
…some diapers (‘cause Maria likes a clean house),
…a few bottles (in case los breasts no workee),
And maybe something for your room – which has paint and your new dresser, but still has no decorations to speak of. Sigh.
So, that’s it for now. Guess the next 29 days will be a constant adventure, much like the last 300.
Oh, and just so you know, I made arrangements for your circumcision today. So don’t mess with Mommy. I know people. People with scalpels.