14 Sleeps (or less) until our lives change forever.
It has been a pretty smooth road, but these last weeks have been tough. I won’t bore you with the swollen feet stories or anything…they just have been tiring.
And tonight…I think I entered a new zone of crazy. Everything is bothering me. I have so much to do for work and my inbox keeps filling up with more to do in the next 10 days of work that I shouldn’t be in bed blogging but should be working instead. The big kids can’t keep their rooms clean or food and toys out of the living room. And Greg and I have had almost 0 time for each other in the last 8 days because he has been working. Because of all of this…my brain and mouth might have exploded tonight.
I admit it. Being independent and 36 weeks pregnant / barely able to move without something hurting isn’t easy physically let along mentally. Add in the insomnia and there you have it. I am a mess.
If I can just let go…I can get 14 more nights of sleep before I become a human milk machine and diaper derby referee. But maybe? Just maybe? Maybe I am ready to welcome these sweethearts into the world to remind myself of how incredible being a mom can be and how precious life is.
Babies? Mama is ready with open arms whenever you are.