hi little man.
it’s been raining cats and dogs these past few days in Portland. I woke up this morning to the sound of rain pouring down outside my window and all I could think of was how much I dreaded having to go out in it. right around the middle of February every year, I just get to the point where I’m sick of the cold rain. especially since there’s no avoiding it – we simply have to keep going on with our usual routine. your dad has been real nice and has driven me to work lately since I hate waiting for the street car in the cold and in the rain but that doesn’t mean it doesn’t wear on me.
the thought of routine has been on my mind a lot lately. things I do as normal everyday things. wake up to an alarm, hit snooze, let the cats in to snuggle, brush teeth, shower, eat breakfast, get dressed, head out the door, work all day, come home, cook dinner, watch jeopardy, blog, crochet or read till bed time. and it’s all about to change completely. everything I once thought of as being my typical routine is going to change, and I know it. but you know what? I’m so unbelievably excited for your arrival that none of this bothers me. quite honestly, I’m ready to start a new routine. even if it’s half-hazard for a few months/years, I’m pretty sure I’m ready for it.
the funny thing about being pregnant is the emotional roller coaster it puts you on. I admit – when I first started thinking about how different our lives would be and if we were really ready for all of this, it really made my head spin. I’d stop and think, holy cow… this is really happening. but now I feel like the roller coaster is coming to an end. it’s flattening out and I’m accepting the start of my new life. routine or no routine, my heart simply swells when I think of you joining our lives in three short months and I couldn’t imagine it any other way.