Hanging By A Moment

Well this is certainly an interesting time in life, to say the least. The last few days of "un-parenthood". Waiting for the little one to arrive with such anticipation, yet trying to cherish our last few days alone. It is now to the point where everything we do I constantly find myself thinking, "this will be the last time we/I do this before she arrives." Things as simple as trips to Target or sushi dinners with John. Me and Maria went to the city last weekend to see a Broadway play and have some Pinkberry, I wondered when I would ever do that again. Yes, I confess, as I am about to have the largest door life has to open opened for me, I am feeling a little emotional about the door that is about to close. I think at this point I just have too much time on my hands, and the waiting game is getting the best of me. I have nothing better to do than sit around and wait for her arrival. And wait. And wait.

My mom flew in from Calgary on Wednesday night and that has helped tremendously. She took me for a pedicure on Wednesday and a little (baby)retail therapy, some lunch and some baby chat. Today was basically the same thing, minus the pedicure and add in a wonderful sushi dinner with John. It's fun to be around all the excited family, everyone is waiting so patiently for this little one to arrive but the excitement is killing us all. Maybe she is waiting for my Dad to arrive? he flies in Monday night from Calgary. Or maybe she is waiting for Father's Day? That would be such a special treat for John. All I know is John and I are ready as we will ever be, and cannot mention her without grinning with anticipation. There are a million questions. How will it happen? When? Where will I be? Who does she look like? *sigh* I really can't wait.....

But I have no choice, and thus, the first lesson in parenting has been learned. It is in God's hands, and not in our control. And in his perfect timing she will arrive and will have been worth every second of the wait. Until then, I am a daydreaming mommy-to-be, teetering on the verge of the greatest journey I will ever know.

I will try and post here if anything actually happens, but just for the record, nothing so far. I am not dialated, effaced, or contracting at all. Looks like she is comfy cozy in there and probably planning a sneak attack. I should go to be, so I am well rested. Need to be in tip top shape for whenever she *decides* she'd like to make an appearance. I'll let you all know if anything happens.