Need I say more?
It's pretty much all I can think about.
I spend my days pacing the floor, cleaning up random things here and there, unfolding and refolding baby clothes, organizing, unorganizing, and reorganizing tiny baby things, putting on (and smelling) baby lotion... Waiting and waiting for Little Man to come!
I made myself go to Walmart the other day, just because I felt like I was going to wear a path into our floor from all that pacing I was doing. So for two hours or so, I walked around Walmart.
My baby shower was so wonderful, I have such supportive friends and family. Baby Boy's got all he needs! (So why doesn't he come already?)
Baby, get here soon! Momma wants to meet you! (Daddy probably does too.)