Birth Month: And why I am awake at an unholy hour

I am the winner and reigning champion of allowing anxiety/excitement to interfere with my sleep.

It's 2:00 am, and here's the lowdown:

-It's officially July. If all goes as planned, Riley will be born in an ever-decreasing 25 or so days. I. Am. Stunned. And EXCITED.

-I have the worst case of hiccups. Ever.

-I keep worrying myself stupid over all manner of adoption related things, such as the finalization of delivery day plans, legal paperwork,  and making sure everyone understands the boundaries of those emotionally draining days. We are totally committed to making sure BMom's wishes are respected. If she doesn't want anyone visiting in the hospital, guess what? No visits. If she wants time alone with baby, she gets it. This is HER TIME. We are just grateful that she wants us there. I, personally, have never been present at a birth or even visited a baby in the nursery, so this is a huge honor to me, which I don't take lightly.

-I keep over analyzing every small conversation in my mind. It's my natural tendency as someone who struggles with anxiety. I have worked for years to be able to manage my anxiety through positive coping methods, but in times of great stress, sleep is first out the window...And I usually find myself blogging...At 2 am. ;)

All in all, from comparing my situation to my friends on my favorite adoption forum, I'm no different than any other potential adoptive parent. Except maybe the hiccups. The awesome part is that my week is chock full of activity to help me get my mind of my anxiety. We are making a couple trips to the Delta, with plenty of fun family time on the horizon. 

In the meantime? I totally painted my nails in honor of the upcoming holiday.