i've been up since about 5:45. i went to bed around 12:15. i was awake at 2:30 and 4:30.
i'm ready for a baby to come so i can have something to do with my time in the middle of the night other than stare into the darkness and endure incurable heartburn. (i do realize i may completely regret saying that in a couple weeks. don't remind me that i said it at that time. if you do, i cannot promise i won't punch you.)
i'm in dallas.
pause for scolding looks and bewildered exclaimations of, "your doctor let you travel?!"
no. my doctor did not let me travel. if she knew i was here, she'd be ticked. so i didn't tell her. hehe.
my sister-in-law, kelly, is throwing me a shower in a little more than 4 hours. she is the picture of chic and creative so i'm super pumped. maybe that's why i can't sleep.
also, we're bringing home gray's glider and lots of other little things for his nursery this afternoon on the way back. after i order the rug for his room, get the furniture situated and adorn the walls, his nursery will be complete. maybe that's why i can't sleep.
also, tonight i get to see landon for the first time in nearly a week. maybe that's why i can't sleep.
i really am looking forward to today and then getting back home to finish readying my nest for my new baby. things should be pretty laid back until he's born -- no more traveling. i do have the garage sale in a week, but that should really be pretty simple. i've purged most everything in the house that needs to go. all there's left to do is set up. a few lovely friends and some sonic happy hour drinks, and we can knock that out in an evening, right?
the dresser is painted. the bathroom is painted -- greg finished it thursday night after i'd left. i can't wait to see! a little accesorizing in there, and i'm finally gonna like my bathroom. oh, and i need to schedule an appointment with missy to clean my carpet again. nasty. nasty. nasty. i hate that stuff. i wonder how old it is. i wish i could rip it up.
anyway, i guess i just feel the life transition upon me, and i'm ready. my readiness is hindering my sleep patterns.
i watched a baby story yesterday. bad idea, by the way. but the little boy was pretty unsure about his coming sister until the first time he saw her. granted, he was a little older than ellie, but the way his eyes lit up like he knew she was his encouraged me. i pray that ellie will always know how incredibly special she is to me -- like precious, undeserved treasure, given to me by the most generous Giver. and i pray that, somehow, in her little baby mind, when she sees grayson she will understand that he is a gift as well.
back to not sleeping.
is it too early to start getting ready for the shower?!