Oh...the endless nights!

...okay I know! It's easy for me to say! I'm only the hubby and I should be able to sleep through the countless heavy sighs and the constant shuffling in bed! But lately it's been extremely difficult! Since it's bad for me I can only imagine how difficult it is for my lady to sleep!

Thirty-six and 3 days now! Whoever said pregnancy was 9 months surely was mistaken! We've made it 9 months and...well...NO BABY. I'm glad of course! The last thing I need is my own child to spend any amount of time in the NICU! Speaking of NICU...this has probably been the longest month of training to date. If I have to interpret one more gas or look at any more residuals I think I'll pull my hair out! Only 20 more days in the unit...not that I'm counting.

33 weeks and counting!

I'm not gonna lie! I'm becoming impatient. My wife's pregnancy flew by until about...mmm...lets say 22 weeks (about the time the sex was determined). We're only 4-7 weeks (if we're assuming a term pregnancy) away...yet it feels like an eternity. Baby's room is complete...bags are packed...all we need now is baby! But what happens next? Will I become used to the frequent feeds, sleepless nights and prolonged crying! Sure! Will I like it...probably not! Does anyone? It's a rite of passage I'm excited to make! Finally I'll be able to experience the pain and misery (and excitement of course) that all my parents experience. I'll be able to finally say..."from my experience....blah blah blah,"...instead of "well...according to text book blah blah blah." Well...off to bed now! Can one bank sleep?