I know it's late.
Perhaps some of you were hoping that because I didn't post earlier that maybe this baby decided to show itself. I too, was hoping the same thing. Yet, I find myself at 8pm the Ladies in bed but not sleeping, my husband marvelling at the power of Scrubbing Bubbles as he cleans the tub (hey, I can't reach in those corners or bend over to scrub the floor), posting again.
I will say that today was a good day. I am not sure how many of you are actually familiar with the "Fresh Beat Band" but there songs have permeated my life in a way that is totally unnatural. I find myself singing "It was a great day, the very best day. . . " in the shower in the morning, during my late night bathroom breaks and I apologize but I am at a loss for any other literary inspiration and will simply say again we had a good day.
My to-do list is getting smaller,which makes me less anxious about not being prepared for this kid. The Lady was invited over for a playdate and the Little Lady and I were able to get a lot of errands done, including going through the new drive-through pharmacy, which is just so amazing, as you might recall some of our earlier attempts to get prescriptions filled.
The best part about the whole day was that my husband came home from work early and I was able to take a nap. Granted, I could hear the Ladies in their room above me, jumping on the bed, spilling out toys and doling out abuse towards each other, but it was a nap. A real nap.
Tonight, I think I might finally watch "Twilight," which has been DVR'd for about 6 months and then try to get to the last few things on my list tomorrow.
Oh, and the bag is packed, there is no car seat in the car, but we are getting there.
Off to check on the Ladies. I can hear the Lady playing with her glow-in-the-dark drumsticks.