July 26th, 2007 |
Last night, Katie asked me if I was ready for Charlotte. The due date is the last week in August, and Katie is trying to prepare herself for a late arrival while I’m just praying we make it to next Friday - the earliest day we can deliver at the birthing center.
I’ve been thinking about this “are you ready” question, and I didn’t hesitate to answer no. No I’m not ready. It’s becoming more and more clear to me that Charlotte really is going to be born soon and that she really does exist. Soon I really will be getting less sleep and soon we really will be fighting over whose lap she can rest in while we hang out on the couch at night.
But also, this whole thing seems very hypothetical. I know there’s a little girl inches away from me as I sleep. And I’ve felt her kick and punch her mama many times. But I haven’t heard a peep from her, and I’ve yet to look her in the eyes. I can feel her moving, but I can’t kiss her on her little forehead or play with her baby toes.
In some ways, I guess I am ready - as ready as I’ll ever be, at least. But really it just blows my mind to know that soon we’ll have a little girl with us. And she won’t be a niece or a neighbor who comes over to hang out for a while and then goes home.
I think it’ll take a few nights of looking her in the eyes and having her still there in the morning before it really sinks in. Then I guess I’ll be ready.