Family Alive

9:49pm, the kitchen is clean (enough), the sink is empty, the dishwasher is running, the toys are picked up. My back is aching, I’m having the usual quite uncomfortable contractions, and hoping, wishing, praying that maybe tonight is the night our little one decides to arrive. I’ve done a lot of cleaning/getting ready, and I’m tired of it. Honestly, tonight I’m miserable and ready to meet my little baby.

On the other hand, if I think about it, it’s overwhelming and a little scary to think about going from our nice, neat, organized family of 3 and adjusting to being a family of 4 with the around-the-clock needs of a newborn. *sigh* I know everyone does it, though. And we’ve got plenty of help around us, I’m sure it’ll be fine.

We spent a quiet day here, resting and playing in the little pool this afternoon. Brian’s parents joined us for dinner tonight while Brian went on his weekly race ride. Nothing new to relate from my 40week appointment yesterday (which was my actuall due date). I haven’t progressed any further, and if our little Toone-to-be doesn’t arrive on his own this week, we have an induction scheduled for Friday. My mom flies in on Thursday, so if we’re going to “plan” when he arrives, it would be nice for Mom to be here. On the other hand, he’s MORE THAN WELCOME to come tonight or anytime before then.