48 Hours

I'm sitting here typing and noticing the time.

48 hours from now we'll be at our 20 week appointment, watching our son via ultrasound doing his thing.

I can't believe we are almost at the halfway point. That everything is working and that we are healthy and together.

This last weekend, A earned his keep. The bedroom has been redone, with space for a crib and small dresser for baby things. We've cleared our long dresser of things, and all that is left is to move the large mirror to storage. Then it becomes a changing table.

The living room has space for a glider and ottoman to make feeding easy.

And my husband's daily Internet activities now include checking baby sites for name ideas.

The time seems to be flying, but in some ways not quite fast enough.