When I was in like 6th grade there was a song by Europe....The Final Countdown. That is how I am starting to feel with junior. We are at t minus 10 days until the forecasted arrival date.
I called my mom yesterday and she told me she is going to get excited every time I call her from now until junior arrives. I laughed because I really haven't even been thinking about that...I guess I should because when Natasha calls me I think nothing of it. I missed a call from her yesterday and at the time junior never crossed my mind.
It still seems very unreal that there is going to be a child in our house...and that he will be staying there...that no one will be coming to pick him up...that he is ours. It seems like everyone else is much more excited about this than me, because to me life does not seem any different or seem like it is going to change any time soon. Boy am I setting myself up for a surprise. I will be excited when the day comes but today it seems far far far away.
