It's officially D day. This baby is fully cooked. Of course that really has nothing to do with when it's ready to come out of the mama oven.
So here I am whittling the time away, trying to keep busy, but then also wondering if I should maybe NOT keep busy, because when will be the next time I will just be by myself having some oh-so-precious me time? I should catch up on some books, movies, TV shows, etc. (instead of cleaning the boots for next winter!).
In either case, all this waiting makes me curious. Curiouser and curiouser. [Alice reference for you Wonderland folks].
But it does. Who will this baby be? Is it a he or a she? Who will he/she look like more? Will I love 'the thing' from the moment its plopped on me all squirmy and screaming and discoloured and gooey? Will I cry or just be shocked? Is it true how they say your life changes in that one instant forever? That you never knew your heart could fill with so much love?
It's weird trying to imagine such an unknown 'after' to our current 'before' state. I have no idea what to expect. None.
But I'm ready (even if I'm not ready) to find out.
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