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Time is running out…

Today is one of those days that I am happy to be pregnant. I’m not feeling very uncomfortable right now or too tired at the moment. Last night not so much. I could not for the life of me find a comfortable position to sit down/lie down on the couch while we were watching TV. Eventually I just went to bed. It was driving me nuts!


Only 30 days to go now…


The other day I was standing folding Babyice’s clothes and it occurred to me that I’m having a baby. I don’t get these moments of clarity often, but every now and then it hits me like a ton of bricks. I think I am still very much in denial about what is going to happen to me very shortly. My entire life is about to change. I don’t think I understand to what extent this will be happening. I’m going to be falling in love with someone and will probably love this person so much my heart wants to explode.We will be responsible for this little human being and will need to make sure he is fed, clothed and healthy.We will be responsible for developing him as a human being and will need to make sure he is loved and has principles and morals instilled in him from an early age. We will be responsible for his very early education and will need to stimulate his senses and encourage him to learn.


Even though I am able to write these things down, it is almost as if I am writing them about someone else. I don’t know how to explain it. None of it is a reality. Once he is here I am sure it will become evident…but right now…its not something that is going to happen to me.


Pffft. I don’t know if I am making any sense!


My housekeeper finally comes back to work on Wednesday. I’m sure she is going to be of great help getting the baby room sorted out. Its freaking me out to no end, but I have absolutely no motivation to do anything there now. The only thing I *want* for Babyice, but don’t have yet is a sling. I’m having a look around for one to see what I can find.


I’ve finally submitted my maternity leave. Its getting so close now. My hospital bag is partially packed. I need a bigger suitcase. I’ve got a tiny one I borrowed from my mother in law. I also need more pyjamas…and stuffs. More stuffs. Ok. I need a list. That is what I need.  A list. We got one from antenatal class. Eek.


EEK!

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