Last year at this time I was waiting. Mainly waiting for contractions to start, but also for T to get home from work. The days seem to just drag on as I struggled to find things to do (what I wouldn't give for a day like that now). My hospital bag was packed, the nursery was ready, and the house was clean.
A year ago today I can clearly remember calling T on his cell. If you know T well, you know that he is not a huge phone person, but since we were having a baby he carried his phone. He stepped out of a meeting to answer his phone, thinking it just might be time. I remember him telling me "You can't call me on this number unless it's time to go to the hospital". I had called to see what time he would be home and to let him know that I would love treat from Dairy Queen. So here we are a year later, T had the same officer-election meeting tonight and of course I called to see what time he was coming home. The best part...he brought me home a DQ blizzard to celebrate.
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