It's 6AM on D-Day!!

You know that feeling when you were a kid & it was the night before Christmas....where you just can't sleep 'cause you are too excited to see what Santa left and if Rudolph ate the carrots you left behind for him (yes, I did that!). Well, I thought that I would be up all night, but surprisingly I slept an entire 5 hours! I can only contribute this to the OCD case of cleaning I was going through yesterday.

This morning, however, I feel a little more relaxed. Maybe this is the calm before a new mental storm or maybe a little glimpse of relief as the big birthday is finally here. Tarzan on the other hand must need a pick me up - he actually slept on the couch last night so that I wouldn't awake as frequently as I usually do when I sleep with him (it's like sleeping with a caged tiger - he moves more than anyone). So, that was very nice, but I have a feeling he might not have slept so well. New Dad jitters?

Being that it's delivery day (well most likely tomorrow), unfortunately I'm not sure how soon it will be before I can log back on to update everyone. I'm thinking about a week- it could be sooner if I can persuade Tarzan to get on and post during one of his trips home in the next couple days. I'll see what I can do!

Thanks to everyone for all their love and support through these past 40 weeks. I think I've experienced quite every emotion possible and have shared the majority of them with you. Today or tomorrow however, I'm sure to be filled with intense feelings of love and joy that I didn't know existed. And I'm not confident I'll be able to relay any of it accurately- I've been told there aren't words.

YAY for D-Day!