Here I sit only days (or possibly even hours) away from giving birth...waiting. It's odd that we've waited 8 years for this little miracle and now these last few days feel like FOREVER although the 8 years now appear to have flown by. I think I've done enough laundry and cleaning for a lifetime this past month and yet I'm staring at the carpets thinking they should get vacuumed again and I'm noticing the spot on the wood floors that I forgot to mop and I just realized I have two more outifts of Emma's that I wanted to wash. And then there's school - I've been desperately avoiding doing anything to get my classroom ready for a sub and yet somehow I know that I need to get it done before I'm too exhausted to think. Although that may be where I really am right now - just too exhausted to think anymore. I'm ready. I can figure out all the other things after she comes because life will still be here waiting for me, just like I am waiting for her. Oh little one, I do wish you would come soon!
