On Tuesday night I went to the grocery store and bought a gallon of milk. It was surreal because, for the first time, the expiration date on the milk was the same as my due date. The idea that, if I could make this gallon of milk last until it's expiration date, the milk would expire on the day my daughter is due to be born was a little hard for me to grasp.
Truth be told, it's a little hard for me to grasp that I'm a mere 9 days away from my due date (8 if you don't count today, which I shouldn't since it's almost 10pm!)
I've been having little breakdowns and freak-outs over the last few days. Mostly hormone based. Just a little stressed out and anxious and SO ready to have Mara be born. I'm terrified about that, but I understand that in order for things to get easier they have to get harder first. I'm fine with that.
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