I started off the day a bit cranky this morning. Hank was bouncing off the walls, we're hosting my in-laws for an unspecified duration as they wait for their belongings to be moved up from Florida to their new local apartment, the nursery is a disaster area, and I don't know how I'll get everything done that I want to get done before the baby gets here. Combine that with this mornings big international news that I fear will have far reaching retaliation implications, and the injured Canada Goose I saw along the side of the road as I drove into work, and I started crying right there in my car. I had to actually compose myself before I could walk into work.
But I don't want to dwell on any of that. I have little to no control over any of it, so why worry?
I'm in the middle of a novena to Our Lady Star of the Sea, for the intention of Mike finding a full-time job in his new field now that he's graduating in a few weeks, and that has been soothing me.
As well, today is a big milestone for me that I've been waiting for for quite some time. Did you look at the calendar yesterday? IT'S MAY. And as of this morning, I am 37 weeks pregnant, officially full term. I certainly don't expect the baby for at least another 2 weeks, but this is an important day. I'm terribly excited, but I feel that at any moment, I could dissolve into tears again. I blame the hormones.