TODAY'S THE DAY!!!

Well, probably not, but today is *supposed* to be the day!! Now, if babies would only do what they're supposed to do ;)

August 7th.  Finally.  9+ long months of nausea and pain and discomfort and emotions and scares (and on and on...) and then ... nothing. (well, maybe nothing, we are only 3 hours into the day as of now.)  I'd like to tell you that I'm so sure it's coming.  After all, my contractions have been more painful, closer together, the nausea is back full force ... and lots of other "grosser" signs of labor that I'll leave to your imagination ... in textbook form, I could not be more ready.  On the other hand, I've had most of these so called "signs that labor is in the immediate future" for weeks now.  But, it's nice to think that maybe, because you've finally reached your due date, that now those signs are significant. :)

As my sweet husband told me earlier tonight "hey, even if it's not tonight, you only have 3 more days left!" Easy for him to say as he sleeps peacefully away on the couch and I pace back and forth through the condo until the sun comes up every morning because finding a comfortable sitting/laying down position is no longer possible. (Seriously, I long soo bad to just be able to turn over in the bed without tears of pain dripping down my face!)  But like he said, only 3 more days ... (though it really doesn't seem fair that one should have to deal with a preterm baby scare *AND* an overdue baby ... I mean, come on universe, one or the other ... )

Today we were at Babies R Us, purchasing the last of our big baby purchases, and the cashier asked when I was due and I got to say "tomorrow!" He then looked at us like we were crazy "waiting until the last minute to buy certain things" (um, hello, we live 5 minutes from Babies R Us and my husband is totally capable of running over there and picking something up ... esp. if I put the exact thing I want/need on a registry so all he has to do is print it out and ask an associate to find it ;)).

You'd think that with the most exciting change in life looming in our incredibly near future, Scott and I would be in the happiest of moods.  Sadly, that's not quite the case.  The weekend that your baby is due is usually the weekend that your family flies into town and sits excitedly waiting to get the call that you've been admitted so they can come down to the hospital and wait for their new grandchild to arrive.  Apparently, unless you're having the "2nd" grandchild on each side. And then they don't care so much.  They go out of town, they wait for you to "tell" them to come to the hospital.  As my best friend would say "what the hell is wrong with everyone, have they never seen a movie where all the family is waiting in the waiting room for the little one to arrive just because they're so excited!" Well, clearly that is selfish and self involved of us to think that our families would actually put aside their "busy" lives for a birth. (Though, I'm sure it won't take long for them to be saying "I haven't seen the baby in days, bring him to me." Um, no.)  It's a hard pill to swallow when you come to realize the people who you thought would be there for you aren't, but, as we're learning all too well, life goes on.  Scott and I thank God everyday for each other and the support we can count on in one another.  And the outpour of love and support we have found in our closest friends during this exciting, scary time.  Our little man is so lucky to have the love and support of so many of his unofficial "uncles" and "aunties" and for this, we are so grateful. (You know who you are! ;))


So, as we settle into *the day* -- keep your phones close ... but, your expectations low :)

We'll let you know when he's coming!

But momma doesn't think you should hold your breath ... she's not that lucky :)