Tomorrow...

Tomorrow I meet this little guy who has been making me miserable. Already the source of countless sleepless hours, worries, aches and pains. I can't wait. I simply can't imagine how he will be, how he COULD be different from Griffin. Strange this time to know the day and hour in advance. I've had weeks to prepare the house, my bag, my life. I feel like I am preparing for a long exotic trip. I am both nervous and excited. I've been to this country before, but so much will have changed for this visit. A change of regime, new highways, landmarks lost to time. Yet much of it will be familiar territory.

As I write this I watch my belly bounch and wave. Goodbye, pregnancy. I do not anticipate being back here again.