Whether it's driven by some biological instinct or the subconcious awareness of the drastic change about to burst into our lives, Genia and I have had trouble sleeping just about every night for the last month. In her case, it's probably been more like the last two months. Sleep comes in spurts, with one or both of us waking up as often as every half-hour. Many times, one of us will wake up and our repositioning will wake the other one. As frustrating as it can be, it's nice that we'll be less shocked when Bailey is here and grants us sleep in two hour increments spread throughout the day and night.

Genia's mother was here on Monday bringing us some furniture that my mom gave us for the nursery. It's pretty cool because it was furniture that was in my nursery nearly 24 years ago. Am I that old already? Good grief. It'll really hit me when I start back to college in the fall and sit in class with 19 year olds. Anyway, when Rita was here, she said to me, "Your life is going to change like you can't even imagine. Your whole world is going to be turned around." She's said it before, and so have other people, so it wasn't exactly new revelation. My mental response was different, though. I thought to myself, "Bring it on. I'm ready for my life to change. I want this change." People like to talk about how hard it is to have a child, and how you don't have any time for yourself, and how you lose your freedom.

You know what? I'm ready to throw my life into something (or rather, someone) that I value more than myself. And I know Genia feels the same way. This could be the greatest time of our lives.