Thoughts

One day.
Eighteen hours.
Twenty-five minutes.

That's how much time left until I have to be admitted to Labor & Delivery. Crazy, exciting, scary, and a little sad. Maddie is acting up and I can't tell if she's stressed or if it's this upper respiratory thing the two of us have. I cried the other night while I sang her to sleep, wondering how she'll react to having to share mommy and daddy. Daddy reminded me that poor Calum will never have the joy of being the only child, that he will always have to share. Still, my heart hurts a little. And this will be the first time that I'll be away from Maddie for more than an hour or two. And, yes, Momo and Grampa, I am busy making my 'Babysitter Instructions' for you. Since everyone knows I am a little OCD, I didn't want to disappoint by not making a list to help you better care for my sweetest little baby.

For now, we're off to splash in the water for a bit. We've been stuck indoors trying to tidy up all week. Time to get our swimsuits on (ok, so no swimsuit for me, thank you very much!) and go play. Maybe stop and get some ice cream after, then to the flower shop. I am running out of energy, but it'll be nice to get her out and about for a bit.