A bunch of sentences.

[charlz_lynn]

My tits hurt. I am going to have a baby in a month. The shower is next Saturday. In a few weeks a BUNCH of my favorite people are coming into town to eat eat eat with us for Thanksgiving. Easily my favorite holiday. Things feel big right now. (duh.) I feel physically big. (duh.) I'm in organization mode. Onesies onesies everywhere. I am a lucky bitch. I think chronic loneliness is about re-entry and growing up Mich. I like my date, a lot. We are moving out of constant process space back into fun space. I could use more sex. Like. LOTS. I'm going to have a baby in a month. A month. A month. My baby. Meet my baby. Holy shit. Then I get to learn how to be a mom. For the rest of my life.
Lots of work to do in a month. I'm on it.

Comments

[notyourmama2.livejournal.com]

That last one, it takes more than a month. I'm still working on it. I reckon your mama is too.

[charlz-lynn.livejournal.com]

Oh my goodness! That's super funny.... I meant it will take a month to sort through his things, and get my changing table prefect, and the bassinet set up just right, and be ready simply on the material level to get through maybe the first week! :) The being a mom part... well. Is anyone ever ready or done learning and working on that? I mean, I'm signed up for life.