In less than twenty-four hours I will officially have a baby daughter. I may be starting to freak out, just a little bit.
She woke me up super early again today and wouldn't let me fall back asleep, so from 3 to 7 I just sort of wandered around and played solitaire on my phone. I think tomorrow will be a lot like that, too. With less wandering and more drugs.
I now have a revised to-do list. I've removed everything that I can't possibly get done before the Nugget gets here.
 send Nettie's b-day present.
 pack hospital bag for myself, Nugget, and John.
I think I can handle this one! :)
I realize that I don't necessarily need to pack anything for the baby. But I just really, really love all her sweet little baby clothes and I want some of them there just in case they let me dress her. [And also, if she's miraculously healthy and I can bring her straight home, I'd hate for her to be naked.]