3...2...1...

Ok, I admit it, the countdown has officially begun!
I kept telling people (myself included) that I wouldn't mind being pregnant until June. That is now a lie. I have admittedly been going through a pretty selfish time. I sleep when I want. I can be alone and not feel guilty. Syd is old enough to be so independent that it makes me sad sometimes. That being said, selfish me hasn't been ready to give up that "freedom".
Well, I'm ready now. Sleeping when I want has meant tossing and turning for hours at a time trying to find that comfortable position. You know the one. The position that lets you dream deep. Alone time has been..... well, there really hasn't been any alone time per se. But that's ok. Syd can be independent all she wants. What she has definitely been most recently is a huge help with things that I have trouble with. She really is a sweet angel to me.
Anyway, I think I'm ready to not be pregnant anymore. Both emotionally and physically. Honestly, I think I'm about 2-3 weeks out right now, but I'm now counting days, and have considered figuring out hours, as well. Not only am I looking forward to the day that I can sleep with a certain level of comfort, but I'm really looking forward to this little guy that has been nudging and rolling and kicking and hiccuping in the confines of my belly. I can tell already that he has quite the personality. Maybe I'll be able to talk the doc into letting me choose my date when I see her in the morning. Wish me luck, as I continue counting down.