I've done my last day of working at the hospital.
I finished all my grading yesterday.
And now the transition from working girl to mommy girl has officially begun.
This will be the first time I haven't worked since I was probably fifteen years old.
(Although I do hope to continue teaching just once a week and filling in at the hospital a bit starting in the fall.)
But for a while at least, my only job will be little cryings.
All that's left to do before she comes is baby showers.
(First one- my work shower- is today!)
As for Chas and I, we are spending lots of time relaxing and snugging.
Sometimes we just lay in bed quietly together.
There isn't always much to say. And that's ok.
We've already discussed the same things many times:
wondering what she'll look like.
how I hope she has his eyelashes.
how our relationship will change.
how much fun we're gonna have with her.
how I'll wake up Chas in the morning by standing her on his chest and then sitting her on his head.
how we'll have to share her and take turns holding her.
how I'll take a blanket outside and have some summer yard time with her.
how soon she'll be here.
It's fun to talk about all this again and again. But now, for the most part, I think we're just in a place of calm, resigned waiting.
We're waiting for our lives to suddenly and forever change in just one day.
We're waiting for her.