I'm pretty much running on survival mode right now. I can't really comprehend that this baby will be here in a matter of weeks. I'm 6ish weeks out from my due date and I wouldn't be surprised if he came 2 weeks early like Sam. But I've been so preoccupied and busy that I really haven't had a chance to do anything but panic a little that this baby will be here soon and be excited that my mother is coming into town.
I'm scared to think that in the next couple weeks Elijah will start Kindergarten. I'm throwing him into the world. My sweet innocent spounge is getting thrown into a den full of other little boys and girls that I don't know and I can't filter what he will hear and learn. AHhhh! Not only that but I'm actually accountable to get him there everyday, ontime. That means I actually have to pull together a morning routine. No more lazing around when there's nothing on the schedule for the day. On top of that I AM HAVING A BABY! I know what babies do to my morning routines. I know how I feel/function (more like not function) when I haven't gotten enough sleep. I'm crazy to be doing this at the same time. Thank goodness my mother will be here! At least I know Elijah will get to school ontime the first month and hopefully that will be enough time for me to get my act together.
In the meantime I'm busy getting projects together for the baby, finding the baby's room, busy with YW's, planning Young Women in Excellence, keeping up on laundry and dishes, and trying to be patient with my restless boys.
Phew... I think it's time for a nap.