Apocalypse Now
Okay, so I am typing away at my trusty computer, starting my day's work, noticing the lines in my wrists from the water currently hanging out there—lovely.
I must say that I looked good up until about a week ago, but since then I've transitioned into the u-g-l-y. I don't have an alibi. It seems like the uggs are making up for lost time, too. Yuck.
Anyway, I'm waiting. Five days until D-Day.
For a while, when everyone said I'd go early, I told them that I needed every ounce of time—to finish my new office, to tweak the babe's room, to carpet, to clean, to write very late baby shower thank you notes, to work, work, work, to deal. Well, after today, it'll all be done. The man just has to pull out the ol' car seat and we're ready to rock 'n' roll. Oh, and I have to pack, but I've got a list for that—because I am a lunatic—so it'll take five minutes.
I've even managed to do all of the most important things like waxing, pedicure, highlights and manicure, which I did too early and have since bitten or picked off—again lovely. Listen folks, this birthing thing is one big photo opp—whether you like it or not—and you do not want to be caught looking el crappo into perpetuity. Lordy, that happened to me with my daughter's birth. I shudder to think of those puffy, non-makeuped photos. Who knew? Wait, my mom knew. She practically begged me to brush my hair and put on a little lip gloss, but I didn't listen.
Anyway, here I sit on the verge of a major life change. It's so weird to actually know that you're life is going to change forever. Most changes just happen sans notification, but with childbirth, it's all a bit apocalyptic feeling. Well, minus the total destruction and extreme negative connotations of the word. Kinda. I actually mostly mean it in a good way. When you have a baby, your life—and your sanity—is blown into bits, but when you can finally reassemble the parts, you are able to put it back together better than before. It's scary and difficult and daunting and exhausting, but it's also exhilarating and amazing and powerful and cool. Who needs a comfort zone anyway? Life is about going after the things that make your stomach drop. It really is.
Now I'm just waiting for mine to drop a little bit more.
Stay tuned.
