Monday Musings: Part 20

Yesterday was Sunday, and Christmas. At the end of the day I was pretty excited because I knew that tomorrow (today) I wouldn't have to wake up to go to work. We have the day off. And I was looking forward to sleeping in and being able to relax some more. Then it dawned on me, in just a few more weeks, this will be true for me every Sunday. What?!?! We'll go to church Sunday morning, relax in the afternoon, and possibly start going to the evening service, but I will no longer have to gear myself up for waking up and going to work come Monday morning. It's such a strange thought! I mean, I haven't been in the work force that long, but it's been enough that I have become accustomed to going to work every Monday morning. The weekend only lasts so long before it's time to get up and start the work week all over again. But now? Now it's all going to be different.

Trust me, I am well aware that taking care of a newborn baby is hardly going to be comparable to an extended weekend :o) I'll actually get less sleep, maybe even be able to do less around the house for awhile, and I definitely won't be getting my one-hour lunch breaks. But I think I'm ready for the change. It's not going to be easy. Sometimes it's not going to be fun -- poop explosions, yeah? I'm very much a realist and don't live in the delusion of -- "Oooooh, a sweet little baby. This is going to be so much fun - cuddling, cooing, and the world will be a magical place!" But I am very interested to see what life IS going to be like once Baby Z arrives on the scene. What will his personality be like? Is he going to have hair? Curly hair? What color will his eyes be? Will he like taking baths? Will he be a good eater? Will he suffer from acid reflux? Will he be allergic to dairy like his dad? It's hard to imagine there's this small human being growing inside of me, yet I know nothing about him! I can't even see him, all I know is that he seems to enjoy rolling and stretching, at least from what I can feel. AND, according to the ultrasound from last Thursday, he has some pretty cute chubby cheeks. Ha ha!

To life... full of the final 37 days of coupledom!