My brother and his wife are having a house built. To save money, they are putting the flooring in themselves. Last night they were working on it and asked me to watch their little boy, who's 7 months old, for a few hours.
We had a great time. We played on the floor, we read books, we watched song sequences from "The Wizard of Oz". We rocked in the chair and he fell asleep in, like, 5 minutes. I put him in our crib, laid a hand on his tummy to calm him back to sleep, and then he slept there until his daddy came to pick him up.
Despite the fact that they obviously have an "easy" baby, there was a great deal of one-on-one play and entertaining involved. I didn't get anything accomplished while he was here. But it felt so natural. It felt so good.
I'm so ready, people. I spoke with our birthmom last night, and she's also ready. She's been so great the whole time...reassuring ME, keeping me updated, looking forward to seeing us at the hospital. I'm feeling pretty good right now.
Well, I must get to packing. To my three readers...I may not be on here for a few days (if then), but I promise an update as soon as I can find a computer to do it. Yes, I know...I should have a laptop to send updates straight from the hospital, but I don't. Trust me, my family is much sadder about this than you are. They are hoping for phone photos, at best. I'm so low tech!