Let me back up....
Eddie's dad is a football coach at TCU. They were playing UVA on Saturday in Virginia. Eddie really wanted to go to the game to see his family and to see the game too! He was going to leave on Friday afternoon, spend Friday night, go to the game on Saturday, and then come home late Saturday night.
We went to dinner with a GREAT group of friends on Thursday night. All of the women sat on one end of the table and the guys sat at the other. Well, we did what women do and talked about birth and everyone was sharing their birthing stories. I then let my imagination get the best of me and all I could picture was my water breaking in the middle of the night, Eddie being in Virginia, and me driving myself to the hospital! It might be an over exaggeration, but what if it wasn't? What if something like that did happen?
So, I burst into tears on Thursday night and told Eddie I didn't want him to go. I was scared to be left alone over night and that I really wanted him to stay the night with me. Call me selfish. Call me silly. I DON'T CARE. I wanted him there with me! I m 39 weeks pregnant, for goodness sakes!
He didn't want to do anything that made me upset or uncomfortable, so he stayed with me Friday night and went to the game early on Saturday morning. I spent the day with my parents, so I would have someone there, just in case! Eddie got home last night around 11:00. We were both exhausted, and I finally had SUCH a good night's sleep last night. I think I only got up 2 or 3 times, which is a miracle these days!
We got up this morning and went to brunch and then to Lowe's to get a few things for the house. I just went in mega nesting mode. I even washed our shower curtain!
The whole house is vacuumed, kitchen scrubbed, wood dusted, etc, etc, etc.... Eddie has been outside doing all of the yard stuff... it's all looking good! I understand what people mean when they say you get a sudden burst of energy! I am like a mad woman cleaning like crazy! Maybe this means the little guy is on his way??????
