15.5 hours ago, when we walked through the door, we didn’t expect to still be here.
tick tock tick tock
I have that “exhausted anticipation” thing going on. Can’t sleep. Can barely stay awake.
C’s in and out of sleep too. Her temp rose a bit more than the doc wanted it to over these last few hours. The antibiotics should help bring that back to a more manageable level.
Sonja is here. She’s out smokin right now (a thing I miss still, but am glad I quit).
2 hours left until the birth of our nation. A few hours ago, we were expecting to be holding our little one by now. I guess the baby is more like his/her mommy: their own schedule. 
But if he/she can wait another 2 hours, then I win the bet.
Born on the 4th of July… wasn’t that a Tom Cruise movie?
We’re all ready to meet our little bundle of joy. Soon enough, we will…
