It's coming...

Last night I felt totally crazy. My emotions were taking over and I had to speak logical thoughts to myself, because I didn't believe them.

Sometimes pregnancy does that to you, I guess.

I woke up at 1:30 for one of my several pee runs per night, and I couldn't fall back asleep for about an hour. My mind was racing, blown by the fact that really soon we will be bring a LIVE TINY HUMAN BEING home and we are expected to raise him/her BY OURSELVES. That's so crazy! I have always wanted and dreamed about having a baby, and now it's really happening. I am so excited, but last night I felt really freaked out.

I felt a strong urge to drive to my parents house, in the middle of the night, and assemble the stroller and car seat. I also wanted to wake up Kley and make him go buy diapers and wipes.

I know we have plenty of time to do these things (I hope), but I couldn't stop thinking about it. I also wanted to get up and physically measure the space in our apartment to see where we could fit the pack'n'play (since we can't fit a real crib in our apartment).

Eventually I fell back asleep, but not before having to tell myself many times that installing the car seat in the middle of the night was crazy. :)