well, this is it. today...is the day. seems a bit unreal. I'm sitting here sipping the last glass of water I'll be permitted until after Simon is born. I've spent days (ok weeks) cleaning, and have had tons of help, and yet...I look around and there's another week of crap easily to be done. I can't believe the amount of "stuff" that accumulates around here. I've been on a throwout binge, and it's still insane.
Last night, was not at all what I had in mind. I wanted a fun night-nothing special, and yet, something really special as a memory of our last night as a family of 3. Instead, Chris was off helping someone with a computer until about 9, and Ava came home from a play date so entirely tired that she screamed for nearly 2 hours. This led to me having a severe emotional collapse. I was so sad. Here's our last night before things change, and my little girl only wanted her daddy. It ultra depressed me. It was way more emotion than I was able to take in, and I felt it all at once. I already have a dramatic streak, and adding loads of hormones to the situation is never a positive. Ava did finally fall asleep--whimpering---as did I. Today I woke up not only feeling ridiculous about the way I was unable to handle last night, but with a very sore face. You know, when you cry so hard...that your face is just sore? I mean really...what's that about anyway? I'm still sad, but it's also going to be a happy day. We're adding to our family. Hopefully, the birth of Simon will allow my hormones to calm down and some sanity back into my life.
The painters first day is today for the basement. I'm coming to grips with the reality, that I won't be coming home to a finished space. I really really really wanted to, but due to having the finish materials dropped off late, and the painter having to cancel day 1 yesterday...we can't put in carpet until Monday. I'm really not crazy about the idea of strangers coming in and out of my house while I have a brand new baby home, but I need to suck-it-up. They'll be 2 floors apart from my little guy, and so it's not really a big deal at all.
Well, I'd better gulp the last of this water, because my cut off time is in like 10 minutes for water/food ingestion. Please keep Simon in your prayers--it seems like every baby lately is going straight to the NICU for a visit, and I am hoping and praying that he will not follow that trend. I'll be in the hospital until Friday or Saturday. I'm an internet junkie, so I'll likely post while there--because really..4 days in a hospital, what else is there to do?