Translation What?

For my senior project I have to translate part of a book and then write a theoretical analysis to go with it. My goal is to get as much of it done as I can before the baby comes. Ideally, I would love to get  all of it finished and considering that is the only thing I am doing right now, besides work and my History of Creativity class once a week, you'd think it wouldn't be that hard. WRONG. I can't concentrate. All I think about is baby. 

I hit 37 weeks yesterday (full term!) and everyone keeps saying: "it could happen anytime now." Whether he comes sooner or later, he's coming and "later" isn't even that far away (which seriously freaks me out!). Expecting a baby is different than anything else I've ever "expected" or waited for or been excited for in my life. It doesn't compare in the slightest to Christmas or birthdays or the first day of school or anything. It's in a category all on its own. 

Baby boy has been with me for the past nine months now. On the inside of me. Now it's time to meet him, on the outside of me. I mean, how different can it be right? :)

Tonight, instead of translating, I decided to finally organize and get all the "little thing" that have been laying around settled. I just can't get over opening and organizing his little socks and hats and burp clothes, etc.

 Just trying to soak in this last little bit of wondering and imagining and picturing while I "oooo" and "aaaaa" at his little corner of the room.