I'm waiting...

The hardest part about being a mom-in-waiting is the waiting. I'm technically due today...though there are less than 30 minutes left of June 24th. The doctor says baby boy is measuring at an early July date...like the 2nd or 4th or something, but I'm really not interested in waiting that long. I'm done waiting. I'm tired of being pregnant. I'm tired of being tired. I'm tired of being impatient and short fused. I'm just done. Stick a fork in me, Folks. I feel like Baby Boy is slooooooooowly making his way toward the exit, but he's sure taking his sweet time. Really, I've been there and done that once before..so there's no need to take your time, Honey...just come on out. 

We're dying to meet you. And really, what are you waiting for? It's so much better on this side of things. Plus...Mommy wants her stinkin body back. You've held it hostage for too long. I love you, Baby Boy...I really do, but COME OUT ALREADY!

I guess we'll just keep being "Patient" and wait for him to get here.  Waiting is the worst. I will go so far as to say I hate it. No wonder Abby struggles...or maybe she's just a two-year old.

Speaking of Abby.  I was able to hitch a ride up north with my parents (to Motley area) and stay a week in a cabin with family a week or so ago. I barely had to lift a finger all week as Mom and Dad took care of Babs and Josh joined us on Wednesday afternoon through Friday. It was an incredible week. I got to relax and rest. I got to watch Abigail grow and learn and develop in a way that I have never been able to see before. I was a spectator in my daughter's life instead of the number one care provider who is always elbows deep in whatever is going on with her at any given moment. It was incredible to see her developing her language and communication skills. It was so fun to see her be silly with Gramma and Gampa. I saw her imagination bloom to such a new level. She loves to pretend and the things she thinks of to pretend about....it blows my mind!  I left with Josh on Friday and in the back seat of our car we had a little girl that I knew was mine (I mean, she looks just like me) but who had grown into such a little girl that I hardly recognized her. This past month, Abby has shown me that she is an independent little girl with such an enormous personality and the ability to (mostly) clearly communicate her wants and needs to her dad and me. My heart bursts with pride every time she catches herself saying "My dood it" and changing it to "I dood it, Momma." She's getting the hang of it. (and no, I will not step in and correct her when she says "dood" because it's freakin cute, ok? Maybe if she's still saying it in a year...) She is....everything. I love her so much. I can't wait to see how she grows into her role as a big sister. She's going to be amazing. I just know it.

I don't have any photos to post this time...all of the pictures from vacation are on facebook and I don't want to go to the trouble of saving them to the computer just to post them here. you've all likely seen them anyway.  But I thought I would put a few thoughts down on a blog post for you who follow me. No baby yet...but I'll let you know when he's here. I promise.