The Gravity of the Situation

Still no baby. I'm only about thirty seven weeks, so I suppose there shouldn't be a baby yet, but at this point every time my uterus contracts a little more intensly, or I get a couple contractions in a short amount of time, I think, 'Is this it?'. I can't imagine what it will actually be like when it is the real thing, even after all this time. I can't imagine walking into the birth center and staying there until the baby is born. I really can't imagine leaving the hospital with our little guy and bringing him home. Everytime we walk into the hospital, even if it's only for our birth class, I can't help but think that very soon we'll be walking in for real. Today I was at the hospital to check out a pager for Ian and I was able to see into one room. There was the little bassinet all ready to go with a blanket and everything, just waiting. Wow.