Honestly, part of the reason we haven't been writing is that nothing that exciting is happening. Our big baby projects are done for now. The room is ready, clothes and diapers are washed and waiting in drawers. The cosleeper is assembled. Birth supplies are gathered and waiting in their bin for the big day. We sent in our home study application about a week ago, and there's nothing left to do on that until the social worker contacts us. All the legal paperwork that can be signed before birth is signed and filed in the appropriate places. Jen has already gotten credit cards bearing her new last name.
And so we're waiting. There's still a lot to do. We've been sorting through piles of paper to get our health insurance reimbursements for the year figured out, and working on getting our taxes done. We make trips to baby stores here and there to exchange this or that for a bigger size or something we don't already have. We're making weekly trips to the midwives. But mostly we are waiting. Jen is finalizing stuff at school, as am I. We're trying to figure out why our dryer doesn't dry things anymore. We talk to the baby. And we wait for him/her to make an appearance.
In these last couple of weeks, we've actually had some moments where there's been time to just be. We've actually spent time just lying in bed, watching Jen's belly move, feeling the calm warmth of our bodies next to each other, thinking and talking about this huge impending change. We're anxious to meet this kid that's been growing inside Jen for the last nine months, and anxious to know the child that's been growing in our hearts for so, so long. We're nervous about the newness, the unpredictability, our parenting skills, and how this will affect our relationship. We're also well aware that this wait could take up to another month, and we're trying to be patient and deal with the uncertainty.
Harpo, whenever you're ready, your mommies are here, waiting, and ready as they're ever going to be.