A Will Smith Song...no more

Ah Monday's. Monday's are the days I get babycenter.com emails for the dish on what's happening this week in my pregnancy. Hubby and I were both shocked to read that we have 42 days to go before our little Olivia arrives! That's 6 weeks before our lives change for ever...1 month and 1/2 closer until I can lie on my stomach, drink a margarita and have sushi or a caesar salad. 42 days closer until I can run until my legs and/or lungs give up on me. I miss all these things, but there is one thing I will miss the most that I will never get back once I have access to these treasures. Being just the two of us.

This is something we will never have again…the real quality time together without interruptions, without a worry or care…without anyone else on our minds but each other. I’ve married the man of my dreams and life with him, just me and him, is pretty effin awesome. This sounds pretty selfish, I know, but I’m just being honest here. I haven’t had a freak out my entire pregnancy, so I’m allowed to have this one teeny emotional tumble now. The only other (not so teeny) breakdown I had was when I thought I lost my late grandmother’s pendant. But that only lasted 5 minutes before hubby found it in my makeup brush bag, so it wasn’t that big of a breakdown. Back to the threesome anxiety…Hubby and I have always wanted a family. Sure I'm anxious about it now…don’t most folks in my situation?...but I can’t wait to meet our daughter. I want to meet her so badly right now. I’m going to miss it just being two of us (so much that I get waterworks just thinking about it), but we’re taking the next step into our relationship. We’ve mastered what’s been thrown at us thus far….and we’re ready for what’s next. A little happy (possibly crazy) family…Just the three of us…for now…