ONE. WEEK. One week from today we’ll be harping at Harry to finish getting ready for school and, for the love of all that’s holy, eat his breakfast already. One week from today we will be going through my suitcase one last time, making sure I have chewing gum and my camera packed. One week from today I’ll be getting lots of last minute loving in on Liam, showering him with hugs and kisses and trying to memorize everything about him that I’ll miss over the next four days. One week from today we’ll be saying our goodbye’s to Harry as he gets on the school bus for the day, telling him to have fun on his field trip that day and that we’ll see him this evening when his grandparents bring him by the hospital to visit. One week from today I’ll be watching everyone else eat breakfast and drink their coffee and tea and try to ignore the rumbling in my stomach. One week from today, I imagine I’ll be more excited than I can handle and more than a little nervous too.
I can’t believe that it’s only one week now. One week until The Great C-Section. The C-Section To End All C-Sections. The day we will meet Evelyn, the last of our children, but not the least. Oh my dear heart, I don’t think I can take it.
So in the meantime, I’m going to try to distract myself as best as I can. Join me, will you?
Yesterday thankfully improved, as I figured it probably would. I took a nap after we had lunch and it’s amazing how good those naps make me feel. And yes, I did start to realize that I would of course be going to this appointment on Friday, reluctant and annoyed as I am. And I still am annoyed. VERY. But… gotta do what I gotta do, right?
After my nap, I saw this comment and it just literally made my day. I was so tickled that someone from BabyCenter had read my blog and even moreso that they were defending the whole fruit-comparison thing. I watched the slideshow and it was interesting and almost made the whole fruit thing even MORE absurd. But I could definitely appreciate the sentiment behind it. Shoot, goofy as some of the fruit comparisons are, I always look for that first in my weekly development emails. I have to see what fruit this week will bring. We also had McDonald’s for dinner, which always makes things feel a little better somehow (yes, even though it’s McDonald’s). I think it’s the special sauce on the Big Mac that does it. And then I saw that P-Dub had updated her love story on her blog and nothing could make me feel more giddy than that. Except perhaps this. And, it should be noted, I was almost as excited to read that filming has begun on “Half-Blood Prince” than I was to learn that “Deathly Hallows” was going to be a two-parter. It makes sense, really. That book is far too long and far too awesome to butcher to pieces. Am already way psyched for 2010. To top it off, “Big Brother 9? last night delivered the awesomeness of returning James to the house. I like James, probably more than anyone in the house (perhaps Chelseia aside), because he’s real and the rest of them are a bunch of ego-maniac nut-jobs. I’m hoping he wins HoH. (Don’t spoil me if you already know!)
So after a turdy begin to my day, I have to say it ended up rather pleasantly. That’s about as much as I could ask for, right?
OMG. ONE. WEEK.
