We wait……
The bag is packed.
The hospital is 7 minutes away.
The nursery is ready.
Bentley keeps asking who the toys are for.
I can’t tie my shoes.
I sleep in 3 hour increments and I am not sure how many more times I can vacuum the carpet and sweep the floors.
It’s go time.
A view from above
Awww how sweet.
I feel the same way! Only my bag is NOT packed and we haven't even painted the nursery…oops. The waiting is the WORST!