Tuesday, August 28, 2012

anxious.

Two weeks until my due date.
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.)

6 comments:

Claire said...

Wow. I totally do not miss that feeling of anxious waiting. Luckily, Louise came two weeks early. I think I would have gone crazy if she hadn't. Good luck! Call me to chat if you're bored. I'm at home pretty much all day. Love you! Good luck!

sarah ann said...

I am so sick of being pregnant, I just want to hold my baby!!! I told the dr not to even check me for dilation today because I don't want to get discouraged if I'm not dilated, and don't want to get excited if I am. (You can go from 0-labor in 24 hours, y'know? So I figured I'd better not make myself crazy.) Maybe this little one will be good like sweet Louise... But I doubt it. ;)

Niki Marie Peterson said...

I hated waiting! And the last two weeks were the worst! Trent text me and called me throughout the day always with the same question: "Are you in labor yet?" It was so hard waiting! I'm so happy for you and wish I lived closer so I could come see you and distract you from all the waiting. I know everyone probably says this, but I would really spend the next two weeks doing absolutely nothing lol... Watch movies, enjoy a long dinner, watch seasons of your favorite show on DVD, read a book, and sleep, sleep, sleep.

Good luck!

sarah ann said...

No one has told me to do absolutely nothing yet, but I might not listen. As hard as I try, I can't sit still! I go crazy here alone, (like I said, I pace the floor.) I pop in movies all the time but find myself leaving to fold baby clothes, clean something, walk around, etc. Nobody warned me I would feel like a chicken with its head cut off the last couple weeks of pregnancy! Here's to an early delivery... I hope...

Caitie said...

You can come fold all my baby clothes. It dawned on me the other day that I should probably unpack all things baby and get them ready. Good thing I have a bit. Please tell your baby to bring mine along with him so I don't have to be jealous that you don't have to be pregnant anymore. Thanks. Love you.

sarah ann said...

I'll do what I can, but my baby doesn't listen very well. I told him over and over to come already, but he still won't. Maybe yours is better behaved...
You're right behind me! Once I'm not pregnant anymore it's just a matter of days before you're not. And then we can party- (sleep on our stomachs, use the bathroom a normal amount of times in a 24-hour period, go on a rollercoaster...)