Waiting...

It's official. My last day of work was Friday and now I'm here, at home, waiting. Anxiously waiting. I can tell that 'things' inside of me are starting to shift. Last night, as I was getting into bed and reaching for my book I let out a huge 'nervous' laugh that seemed to have erupted from the deepest part of my being. I felt all giddy and tingly...until I started reading, which puts me to sleep almost immediately.

This morning it happened again. I woke up before Keenan's alarm went off because my body felt like butterflies were flying rampant throughout it. It's not typical for me to wake up bright-eyed and certainly not anxious. After a small cup of coffee (yup, coffee) and a buttery croissant (yum), I wouldn't say I feel grounded, but I do feel a bit more solid.

I'm in the in-between of could-have-a-baby-any-day-now and could-have-a-baby-in-another-week-or-so. Yikes. There's a lot of room for thumb twiddling in that timeframe! To Do Lists are becoming my best friend. There's always the small pile crafting projects I've started, yet never mustered the discipline to finish....or the fridge to clean out....

Keenan and I did a little avant-garde crafting this weekend....in the form of body sculpture. We did a belly mold of my very pregnant self. So, here I am in all of my big-body glory.......