Today marks 100 days until the predicted arrival of our little boy. If the doctors have their way he'll arrive a bit sooner through surgical methods, but I am celebrating my hundred days of expectation anyway.
I am currently in the awkward waiting phase. We aren't starting to move for 6 weeks, but I am so ready to DO something, and packing would definitely be something! I've already packed up 12 boxes, that was all the cases of paper my office has ordered this month :) Next stage is whining until Mike builds me a couple of wooden crates to pack all my china and fragile nick-nacks in to prepare for three years of storage. I know it makes me a weirdo, but I long to see our house empty save a pile of boxes in the living room.
Even more I am ready to see the bassinet out of plastic and set up in the new apartment! After all, the nursery is never quite so beautiful or perfect AFTER there is a baby in it.
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