I’ll Be Back Soon

I spent today, hold on…another contraction, OK, almost done, and it’s over. Anyway, where was I before I was so rudely interrupted? I guess I’ll have to wait until he’s a few years out of the womb to teach him to wait his turn, huh?

I spent today, along with the help of my amazing mommy and sister, deep cleaning and preparing my room for my new roommate. Yes, he’s short, sleepy, and partially blind, but I still wanted the place to look nice and be comfy for him. I thought I was in labor last night, having my cervix checked yesterday really did a number on me, but the action eventually subsided and I went to sleep. I got up this morning with a renewed determination to finish getting everything ready for his arrival, hence the completion of the bedroom.

At the end of all that hard work, and believe me when I tell you that just getting up and down is hard work for me right now, my husband, who coaches, and my oldest son, who plays, returned home from football practice with a concussion to the head of the younger one. Football can be so dangerous but, man, those two have it running thick through their veins. Back to the point, I then got to spend the last hours of my day sitting in the ER waiting for them to tell me he was OK. We did get a great doctor and after an exam and CT scan, he was released to his very relieved mother who, by the way, had about seven good contractions while there.

I just kept thinking…wrong son…wrong reason…wrong department…right hospital…hmmm, I’ll be back soon.