Those are in no particular order.
I think I am going to start writing about having a baby. That seems like an interesting subject, because everyone was a baby at some point so we can all relate.
Also, I have no idea how to be a parent so I am kind of freaked out. It's a weird mix of eagerness and terror. I can't describe it but if you have had a child, you know what it feels like.
I can't wait to meet Lela. She is due January 1. The Ducks are playing football that day and if they win they will play for the national title. Should be a pretty relaxing, stress-free day for me and Meghaan.
We have spent months getting things set up for our baby. She has her own room and a nice organic mattress with clean sheets and a little blue pear thing on the nightstand which used to be my nightstand but the baby needs a nightstand so she got mine. We wrote her name in chalk rather than paint because if she is born a boy, Lela would be a terrible name for him. Her room is pretty well situated. She has 3 piggy banks.
I think that our home is ready to hold a baby. But am I? What if I drop it? That seems like a bad thing to happen to a baby. I hope I don't do that.
People have been doing this forever. People have babies and they screw it up and the baby is usually fine. And Meghaan and I are really capable people who can usually make good decisions.
But what if I am the exception? What if I prove that you really CAN screw up a baby?
I guess we will find out. I hope I don't drop her or leave her sitting on the couch for hours.