March 1st, 2013 by

My Crazy Life

I’m not going to lie.  I think the wait after the match is worse than the initial wait.  Now we have an end time.  But it could change.  But maybe it won’t.  I’ve mentioned before, I’m a planner.  This is really hard for me.  It’s made me a complete nut.

I’ve washed clothes, sterilized nipples and nuks, washed bottles, booked all travel, and now her bag is officially packed.  Since the due date has changed three times so far (March 22, March 18, March 15…) and seems to keep moving sooner and sooner, I want to be as prepared as I can be to pick up and go.  All we are hearing is that birth mom is going to go into labor early.

The mix of being excited, anxious, and nervous has proven exhausting.  I have learned quickly that being anxious and taking a trip to Babies R Us is not a good idea… I came home with things I never anticipated needing, but in the moment, I could justify each and every I was throwing in the cart.  (Confession: I didn’t have a cart, I was the crazy lady with  three large items in my arms turning down the cart when it was offered to me while dropping the fourth thing I was trying to look at on the floor)

As if it wasn’t enough to have a match and bring a baby home, I decided that I would LOVE to have a distraction.  Choreographing “Fiddler on The Roof” would be great!  Of course I would do it!  HA!  Luckily, I work with a bunch of WONDERFUL cast members and production staff and when I had to step down after choreographing a little less than the opening number, they understood.

Baby and choreography was enough, right?  Nope, my crazy husband and I want to finish the house.  So, the POD just got delivered.  The dumpster comes tomorrow and we’re ripping out our living room and extra bedroom starting next week.  Because  it’s totally logical.

It may be crazy, but when I take a look at our lives right now, it’s a pretty cool crazy.

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