Are We There Yet?

Sigh. I feel like a carload of kids whining on a long road trip with their parents...passing every exit asking, "Are we there yet?" I feel like I've been pregnant FOREVER. I'll be 30 weeks on Saturday, so a little over 10 weeks to go. 10 weeks probably doesn't sound like much to you, but believe me...it's a lifetime.

I've known I was pregnant since I was about 4 weeks along. The time has been draggggggggggggging. First, being as sick as I was, time just stood still. Now I'm at the exciting part, so time is standing still again. You know how it is, the more excited you are for something, the longer it seems to take to get there.

I thought taking care of a newborn would help offset the need to hold my own. I was wrong. It makes it worse. The other day I was babysitting and holding the 3 week old. He just looked at me with his big blue eyes, staring so intently at my face. He's absolutely beautiful. And all I could think about was what my little boy would look like and how much I just want to hold him and kiss him. Of course he seemed to know what I was thinking, he kept kicking the little guy right in the butt. heh

At least he's constantly making his presence known. I don't go for more than an hour, usually, without feeling him doing the tango. He's taken to kicking me in the ribs and sitting right on my bladder. :) That's my boy.

I'm going to start on the nursery this weekend. Hopefully that'll help ease the time. But no matter how I look at it, these next 10 weeks are just going to crawl by. Then, once I give birth, I'm sure I'll say, "Wow...that went fast." :)