Archive | December 6, 2007

Twas the Night Before Tony

It’s a very surreal feeling, looking around your house and knowing that the next time you enter your own doorway, you’ll have a new being there with you.  It’s not like going away and coming back married, where the change is solely internal; instead, you know that you’ll be carrying something in with you.  You know the quiet is gone.  You know that napping is gone.  You know that, the next time you sleep in your own bed, you can sleep on your stomach.  The good outweighs the bad, in my opinion.

Don’t forget to get the camera charger.

While it’s not fear, the nerves are there.  The idea that we’re forcing my body to do something that it’s clearly not ready to do is lurking in the back of my mind.  However, I know that my doctor is too old fashioned to agree to something unsafe, so I’m just trying to relax. 

How does an enema work?  Better grab a radio for the bathroom.

Bryan has been fidgety all night, never perching long.  I guess it’s his version of nesting.  The Boy is excited about being a brother tomorrow and suggested we lure Tony out with cake.  “He’ll like cake,” he suggested.  “We can eat it if he doesn’t.”  He’s brilliant that way.

Which pillow did we pack? 

The animals clearly know something is up.  They’re glued to me.  The cats fight over my lap (what’s left of it) and the dogs sleep at my feet.  I’m sure they pick up on anxiety, or maybe they understand that this will be the last time they’re our babies for awhile.

Remind me to give the dogs a rawhide chew before we leave in the morning.

I’ve been cross-stitching like a madwoman.  Of course, it’s been years since I’ve picked up any aida cloth, so I’m having to reassociate myself with the craft.  But even though I suck, I’d forgotten how incredibly soothing it is for an OCD girl to have perfectly straight lines of crosses.  It just pacifies me.

How much sleep am I going to get tonight?

I had a dream last night that Tony had started nursing from the inside.  As in, I looked down and a nipple was inverted.  Tell me THAT wouldn’t freak your shit out.

And on that note, I leave you.  I’m sure Bryan will post news and pics on his site, but I can’t make any promises about this site being updated regularly.  I hope everyone has a fabulous weekend and .. you know.. think incredibly dilated thoughts for me.

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