Ah, the day before the due date. There are twinges, subtle signs, possibilities...but no baby yet. I've thought about what exactly I'm more impatient for: to hold baby Sam or just to get the whole birth thing over already. This morning Chris and I took a nice hour-long walk* to Peninsula Park and I remembered walking with him when I was pregnant with Olivia (especially the one time that we got caught in a torrential downpour). It was a time so filled with expectation and really no idea what we were about to embark upon. Today as we walked around I felt myself antsy to have our whole family at home together: me and Chris and Olivia and baby Sammy. Maybe that's what I'm really impatient for.
Of course right now, as I'm leisurely typing this beneath the dogwood in the quiet backyard filled with flowers, it's easy to say that. Soon enough I'll look back and think what was the rush?
*We also had a few laughs along the way so funny that I had to stop and hold on to something. My favorite was when we walked by someone's doggy bag that had been abandoned and its contents were just laying on the sidewalk. Chris said: "It looks like someone just gave up." I said:"Yeah, someone just lost their shit."
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