My breakdown last night . . .

Okay, so last night I'm just sitting in my recliner, enjoying my day because it was the first in a long time that we'd just been able to relax, and then it hit me. Emmy was moving a ton and I love feeling her move (though she is getting a bit more rough these days) but yesterday I kept remembering how everyone told me that I'd miss her movements when she was born . . . Well, that had me jumping from "I love it when she kicks" to "One day, not only will she not be inside me and with me every minute of the day, but I'm going to have to LEAVE HER somewhere!!!" Oh. My. God. I was a basket case. I went to find Scott and told him what I was thinking and I just started bawling. He was soo good too, he just hugged me and rubbed my back and told me that I should talk to my sister and maybe some other friends who've gone through the same thing recently to see how they handled it. He said that pretty much everyone does this and it was going to work out just fine. See, for the first year, Emmy will be with someone we just pick out of the available resources but then she'll be staying with my mom which will ease SO much of this anxiety! I just can't believe the vehemence of my reaction last night. I haven't cried like that in FOREVER!

Shaving a baby??

Okay, so there are two parts to this post.

The first is: today has just been a crying day for me. If people were a little cranky with me, if something sentimental came over me, whatever. . . I cried. I talked to a friend of mine who I haven't talked to in months and it was so good to hear her voice and to get the gentle reassurances I used to get when I saw her every day that I started crying (I think this was the third time that day) and once it started, I couldn't get it to stop.

I was driving home and turned on some Israel Houghton and the first song that came on begins like this:

You gave me courage to believe/That all Your goodness I will see/And if it had not been for You standing on my side/Where would I be

So that totally set me off again and I was just a big ol' bawl baby. But it was actually really great to get that cleansing sort of crying out.

THEN I made it home to see my honey and we watched the Grey's episode from Thursday (which was kind of disappointing. . . I mean how much longer do we have to wait for some new material??) and it got to the mushy gushy love part and I got weepy again. Lordy, this kid's going to think all I do is cry!

And now we are on to part 2 of this post:

Has anyone else noticed that this website name looks like either "Leslie's Having a Baby" or "Leslie Shaving a Baby"?? I noticed that today and I just want to put your minds at ease. I will not be shaving any babies.

Though you should ask the daddy to be about his trip to the cardiologist today. For his treadmill test they shaved PARTS of his hairy little chest and now he looks a bit like Steve Carrell after the "KELLY CLARKSON!" bit in 40 year old virgin (which I am actually ashamed to admit I've seen!).

xoxo