CLOCKS WITH WINGS

Mood: Hungry & excited
Listening to: Clicks & whistles

Time sure flies when you're... well... when you're pregnant.

Countdown: 28 days. Time to start throwing down some money and making those bets on when this baby is going to magically appear. Because that's how it works, you know. A stork is going to bring her to my apartment door.Hopefully not a drunk stork, because then I might get a baby gorilla like in the cartoons. I grew up with Bugs Bunny. I KNOW how this shit works.

What I didn't know, on the other hand, is that babies are tricky little buggers. Even before you see them face to face. They'll knock on the door like they want to come home, and then up and change their minds in the thick of it. Or so it seemed. This past weekend was a crazy one. I thought it was all planned out so nicely....

We were gonna go to Minot on Saturday morning, but the morning progressed into afternoon and even though we left town late, we still left town. We got to the last few stoplights in town before some rumblin' and other assorted baby-related pains started happening. They weren't bad right away and seemed like the practice Braxton-Hicks kind but as we kept truckin, I kept contracting. I didn't want to cause a scene or anything so I just kept my mouth shut and watched the clock. They were pretty regular and nothing terrible but by the time we got to Washburn I had to request a pit-stop. We walked around the friendly Cenex for awhile before I realized that the contractions weren't stopping and we made some phone calls. First to the Labor & Delivery part of the hospital for some much-needed advice. And then to the family members who were once again going to be screwed out of a lovely visit by yours truly. We headed back home and the pains sure progressed. They hurt my back quite a bit. Once home, I changed into some comfy clothes to wait this thing out and to see if the baby really wanted to come home. Once I fell asleep though all was better and things have been pretty quiet ever since.

It was sort of a sad day yesterday because I was pretty excited to see this little baby that thumps around all day long. It wasn't our time to meet though. I have more time to get ready for her and she has more time to get bigger and healthier. It does all work out in the end. Whenever that is...

In other news - umm - I don't think there is other news. This stuff has just sorta taken over everything lately. It's hard to expect anything else though. This is the hugest thing that has ever happened to me in my life. I only wish I had more people around me to be happy with. 9 months ago I thought my life was pretty full of supportive friends and people close to me and unfortunately as time progressed I found out the opposite was true. I'm doing just fine without and it hasn't changed my excitement of the whole ordeal, but it is sorta sad. I can't exactly pick up the phone and spurt out some lame brained idea of how to pass the time anymore - I have to depend more on myself when Rob isn't home. I miss my sisters being closer and I miss my family a great deal - even though they're not terribly far away. But when 35 miles is as far away from home as I can get, 100 miles seems like halfway across the world.