Right now I feel like R. and I have reached the top of the biggest hill of a roller coaster and we are just waiting for gravity to pull us down the hill at a ridiculous speed and go into the corkscrew at the bottom of the hill. This baby thing is getting really close, and instead of be giddy with anticipation, I am a little nervous. Maybe it's a healthy nervous feeling. When I used to work in the PICU we always talked about healthy nerves. It's good to be nervous about sky diving...although fun to free fall, you could die. Being a little nervous helps to keep reality in check, but it's not good if it keeps you from doing things in life. Lord knows being nervous is not going to stop this baby from coming in about 3 weeks.
So what am I nervous about? Well the pain for one, duh! I feel like I am waiting around right now knowing that soon I will feel the worst pain I've ever felt so far in my life...kinda scary. I am also a little nervous about what my lifestyle will be like afterwards. I think sometimes I get caught up on this more than the pain. Here in Bmore, I really don't have friends with kids, let alone friends that are married...ok, even friends in a relationship (sorry guys). We are the odd ones out and I am a little nervous to lose my friendships to some degree. Although I know I'll be gaining a little man that will be so special to me, I feel to some extent that I will be continuing to distance myself from some friendships that I hold dear because we are not in the same stage of life. Call me crazy but this happens! And it makes me a little nervous.

And just for kicks a picture of R. and I at a beer festival back home in PA...7 months pregnant. I was the DD and that is birch beer thank you very much!