uh oh

so...we have to go into the doctor tomorrow to find out if James gets to go to SF after all.

I'm having a lot of braxton hicks contractions and some cervical twinges, so it's possible Miss Emily is interested in an earlier appearance.

Holy vaginas batman.

I can feel myself about to turn into a holy terror about getting the rest of the place ready.
Poor James. But I've been even tempered and patient about this stuff, well since November and I've warned and warned...I'll still try not to blow, but oh boy does my brain want to be elsewhere than keeping track of the holes in the wall, the pictures hung, getting the damn car registered and the taxes done (our last bit of paperwork came in only last week). I just can't keep track of the details of everyday life right now.
And with 27 days left until my due date I'm surprised I'm not more insane.

On another note...conemom is here and it's just great. We went to the Boulevard for Easter brunch and ate until our eyes popped. She's so cool--she's got a gentle but sparkly spirit and it's just really neat to see someone who keeps transforming her life.

oh..and I just thought of it again...We could have this baby anytime..damn, scared is an understatement.

I really do wonder

Am I making ANY sense at all lately?

something I said to Katrina:

" I have a quarter of brain right now and enough hormones to simulate pregnancy in an entire township, so I could just be crazy"

I swear I really feel bizarre today.