Eeek! Can you believe it? Well, you're probably not in as much disbelief as I am, but we are only 5 weeks away from the magical date of February 23. Ooooo, so exciting and yet scary at the same time.
Don't get me wrong, I know that Feb. 23 is an arbitrary date. He could arrive early or a week and a half later. Ugh, and all this uncertainty! It's enough to drive the obsessive planner crazy!
Actually, we are in a pretty decent place now. We have a car seat, just needs to be installed. Hospital bags are half-packed. The baby's room is for the most part ready to go, although I think that Baby will be camped out with us--just the four of us (in case it's not obvious, Ginger makes 4)--in our room. We even have a bassinet for his "satellite bed" for our room.
The emotional readiness is the next focus. Even with all the classes (we've taken 4 different ones now!), it's still nerve wracking. I can't look at the grapefruit on our kitchen counter anymore, without a grimace. I am counting on us never being "ready". That said, the frequent trips to the the restroom during the day and late into the night, and, the interrupted sleep are getting old. I can see reaching a point where one day, I say, "That's it! I don't care what it takes, or how nervous I am, let's get this show on the road!"
Now, I am well aware that after the baby comes I'll probably get NO sleep (really, you don't need to write me and inform me of this). The difference, in my mind anyway, is that right now I have to actually think at work. I need to be able to string together coherent sentences and emails. And, I'm trying to get as much done at work as I can so as to not create an enormous burden for my team, but it's hard when all I want to do is nap between trips to the restroom to empty what feels like the Hoover Dam and is really just a teaspoon's worth.
But, for now I'm sitting tight. I'm not desperate, yet...