The Calm Before the Storm

It's now one month exactly until my due date. For months I thought I'd never reach this point, it was always some abstract time in the future, but now that the birth is impending I'm amazingly calm, yet also incredibly panicked. There are moments I feel like nothing is prepared, compelled to nest like some madwoman. Then there are other times I secure in the fact that I've kept this baby safe for the last eight months, and everything else he will need after birth will also be provided by me easily enough. Luckily I don't fear labor or pain, but after the time just flying by over the last few months, I think time has now actually stopped, and at this point the waiting is killing me.