Still Waiting . . .

Child is getting heavier and heavier, and yesterday spent several hours on my sciatic nerve. Nothing like that tingly, falling-asleep-feeling from foot to knee. Maybe it’s a good sign that he’s nearing the exit ramp after his 9-month cruise down the development highway. At any rate, we’re sure getting anxious to meet him.

I see the doctor this afternoon at 2:30 — I really feel like things could be happening, so I guess I’ll try to get everything cleaned up around the house this morning and take my bag with me. Hopefully she’ll allow me to set an end date to this whole experience if nothing else. For those who don’t know, my actual due date is 10 days away. I’d like to know exactly how many more days at the most I have to wait.

On the other hand, when I think — What if I had this baby tomorrow? — I realize that I’ll probably not ever feel quite ready. Undoubtedly it will change our lives. Then I wonder how it would have been if I were still having two babies. Wow. Plus, is anyone ever truly not a little nervous when facing childbirth? Or when facing life with a still unknown newborn? I’m desperately clinging to sleep with the feeling that I might soon be quite deprived.

SOooooo, check back for updates. I have a feeling it won’t be longer than two or three weeks (please let’s all assume she won’t let me go 11 days overdue in the September heat) before there will be a new baby Penner debuted here.