As soon as tomorrow...
So there's putting the front shocks on now. If all goes well and the back doesn't need doing (they don't think the back needs done for quite awhile at this point) then hubby should be able to come home tomorrow.
I am anxious for him to get here. My body is REALLY tired from everything that I've been doing and this nasty cold I caught from Amara is the WORST. I'm attributing most of her insanity and temper tantrums to the misery of her illness as of late. I know that she's overwhelmed from tons of different sources/factors, but things are getting better (everything besides the colds, meh).
I suppose that since I'm due with Baby2 in less than 18days I should probably think of names...soon? I have no idea really yet. I've been so busy! I'm sure that something will come to me. But it's also hit me that OMG, I'm going to have a homebirth and push a kid from my vagina in less than three weeks! I know you're probably thinking...so what? It's Baby #2 and I went all natural with Amara as well...but that was the most trying thing I've ever done in my LIFE...and now I have to do it again. WOW. Feels like I can still remember being IN labor with Amara, and the pushing, and the pain of healing...of course, the immediate love and feeling of being immeasureably accomplished...but it's the labor/delivery part that has be freaking out. I know that I can do this. I know that I WILL do this, and I will not complain or make a scene or cry or scream. I know that I will be just as tough, if not even more tough (because Amara will be watching) as last time. But I also know it's going to take every ounce of me that I've got...and that's a f*cking lot. I've gotta start mentally preparing.
But yeah...most things around here are good. I'm keeping up with the cleaning (but killing myself to do so) and keeping my fingers crossed everyday that I get an acceptance letter to UBalt (Yes, I already got into Emerson, my top choice in Boston, but UBalt was a close second and they allow you to defer one year...meaning that I could get in, and tell them I accept, but that I'm going to come Fall 2010, which would be PERFECT for so many reasons...I wont get into it now, because I'm trying to get some knitting done while I'm still awake...or while Amara is still asleep, lol).
Positive MFA program acceptance vibes my way and labor goddess vibes as well :)
~B