I am an impatient person by nature but I don’t think there has ever been a time in my life where I’ve been more anxious or impatient for something to happen. Without going into too much detail, I thought for sure I would have delivered my baby yesterday. All these signs have been there and some noticeable changes with my body. So much for my instincts! I kept getting this feeling. It’s happening today. So I laid low, hung out on the couch, watched way too much television, cleaned, and then sat some more. And nothing.
When I got up this morning I decided I could not do that again today. I could not be that person sitting on my couch waiting. I had to do something. So I got out of the house, walked the dogs, and grabbed lunch with a friend. And my, it was refreshing. I took a long nap when I returned home and now I’m jamming out to Sam Hunt while I take pictures and just admire our little nursery space. Why not? Right?