Changes to come

The countdown = 6 days.

Mr. Cob informed me this morning that I am now not only snoring in my sleep, but I am grunting.  I don't believe him.  I think he's making it up.  He's now threatened to record my night noises and play it back for me so I can see what he's been putting up with.  Apparently he's not sleeping much better than I am.  We both finally threw in the towel at 7:30 this morning and just started our day.

It's weird to think that soon we'll view sleeping until 7:30am as a luxury.  We'll be "sleeping in" as opposed to getting up early.  Our lives really are about to change.  And we're both really excited.  But I'd be lying if I said I wasn't a little nervous.  I don't function too well on little sleep.  In fact, too little sleep and too little food, does not a happy me make.  I'm hoping that I'll be so in love with this little man that I won't mind the lack of sleep.  Everyone says parenting is hard, but definitely worth it.

It's strange that any day now our family is going to go from 2 to 3.  There's going to be this whole new person who is the center of our world.  I wonder what kind of parents we are going to be.  How our relationship and dynamic is going to change.  What will happen to my friendships.  Again, I'm very excited, but also curious about all the changes to come.

I don't think he's coming today.  Maybe we'll have us a Halloween baby...