Do/did any of you ever get really impatient waiting for your due date to get closer and for baby to arrive?  Some days I feel like I’m going crazy with the waiting – and that my due date will never come.  I really want to wash up all of his clothes, blankets, sheets, car seat, etc.  REALLY bad.

Patience has never been one of my strong suits.  I’ve always had a very specific plan for my life.  Baby C really squashed that plan by coming along about 5 years ahead of schedule, but we’ve adapted.  Even though I’ve already created a spreadsheet of all of the possible schools that Hubster will be applying to next year (if they have openings), I’ve done pretty well with not knowing where we’re going to be living once summer 2012 comes along.  I’m trying to adapt.

But I’d really like to have labor and delivery over with, know what our baby looks like, discover what life with a newborn is like, start working out to lose the baby weight that I’m still gaining, and…and…

This is exhausting.