It was a strange feeling when, in the grocery store, I picked up a pint of half and half that had an expiration date later than the delivery date for the baby.
That was two weeks ago. Now, it’s going to happen in a matter of days.
We’re checking into the hospital on Monday evening, and labor will be induced on Tuesday. Four days from now, we will be parents.
How are we feeling? The spectrum is wide and includes excitement, anxiety, impatience, and sometimes an utter calm that shocks me with how quiet and blissful it can be. I look at our pictures in iPhoto, and wonder at what’s to come. In a matter of days, there will be a new set of photos showing a new face – this whole new person – that today we still have yet to meet, and as hard as I try to imagine what it will be like, I always end up pulling a blank. We’ve only known her as a fuzzy black-and-white image on a monitor, a line on a heartrate monitor, a steady thump of a beat on a sonogram.
I’m looking forward to launching into this new chapter. I just wish life had a fast-forward button for moments like these.
