It’s been so easy not to write a thing on my beloved blog. So easy, in fact, that I haven’t bothered to write a damned thing in over a week. “To Hell with that!” I told no one in particular, “gimmie that friggin’ keyboard!”
It’s been a bit of a trying last few weeks for my partner and me, which seems par for the course closing in on the eight month mark of pregnancy. We have a lot to do, and it’s getting done slowly but surely – sometimes more slowly than surely, but we’re headed in the right direction.
We’ll seriously be tackling the nursery this weekend, and we’re gearing up for our tour of the hospital early next week. To say we’re getting excited for our impending bundle of joy would be a huge understatement. To say we’re fully prepared would be a bold faced lie.
It's a real unique thing to start a family. We’ve started setting certain parameters and boundaries. We’ve dreamt about the future, and lamented about the past. We’re excited and emotional. It’s been fun and a bit scary, but more fun than scary. It’s nice.
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