

I would have to say that patience is not my strong point. I feel like I get to wait for a lot of things in my life. I just need to change my mind frame and perspective and then waiting isn't as bad as it seems. I finished working last Monday. I've just been enjoying hanging out at home, doing this or that, but mainly waiting to meet the little guy inside my belly. I'm a few days post term now and just trying to remember to do all the lovely things I may want to before I don't have such freedom. But I know this month will pass and soon I will get to hold my new baby, can't wait. I'm like a little kid who wants to open or see his brithday presents before it's his birthday. Still waiting. . . ( in the meantime our cat has decided that the new changing table is his place of residence)