Just sitting here thinking....

It is a Thursday night, 7:44pm to be exact. I am sitting here surfing the net wasting time before Survivor starts. Is this what my life has turned into? LOL, it makes me laugh. Things have changed, and they are going to continue changing. But I love it. As I sit here, annoyed that I am so board and something as infinite as the internet has nothing worth while to entertain me. Before I let this consume me I sit back a second and appreciate these fine moments. These are the last weeks leading up to the greatest day of my life. Soon I will not be able to "get board" so easily, pondering over what to do, what to do. Soon I will have a beautiful child to fill my time, and the "spare" time that I do have, I have been told I will be exhausted and needing a nap of my own. So it accured to me that although I am bored out of my mind right now, a month from now I will be saying "Tiffany, you should have appreciated those precious moments of boredom." Things are going to be different, very different, but a good different. Soon I'll have new moments, moments that will include a baby, MY BABY! It is so incredible. Although I am just shy of 4 weeks until my due date I still cannot believe we are going to be parents. I catch a glimpse of myself in the mirror and am surprised to see the giant bump of a belly. It is so surreal. I am wondering when the reality will sink in? Will it be any day now? Will it be when we are driving down the street to the hospital? Or will it not be until the moment our son is placed on my chest for our first skin to skin contact? Will it finally sink in then that he is coming home with me? I am excited for all of these moments, I am excited I have Jonathan to share them with. I am excited that we have created a child together. We are so blessed to have this experience together, we are so blessed to have each other and we are so blessed to have the love and strength it will take to raise our son in a loving home. I love Jonathan more than words can say and now that we are going through this together, I love him even more. I always tell him "I wish there was a word that means more than love, because that is what I feel for you. I don't just love you, it is something more." And now we will have someone else to share in that love we have.

As I conclude this blog, I can't help but notice the smile on my face. Bored? Who said I was bored?