Blast off!

... or not!

The countdown ends today - Baby Bi's due date has finally come and about to be gone in a few more hours. Unless I give birth in the next 6 hours, we will be starting count-up imminently.

This weekend was a tough one emotionally and physically. My boss was out sick last week and U was complaining of a sore throat. The last thing I wanted was to catch a nasty cold before going into labor so U came home with surgical face masks and we implemented a quarantine of sorts at home.

Unfortunately I caught the cold anyway and somehow the sore throat, sinus pain, aches and chills on top of everything else just seemed too much to bear and I could be found teary and rather emotional on a few occasions this weekend. The continued lack of sleep hasn't helped my frazzled nerves either. So last night I succumbed, took the drugs and slept for more than four hours (total, and does not account for waking up frequently in that time) for the first time in ages and with the rest the cold seems to be moving through my system rather quickly.

Ive been receiving so many nice messages from friends family and colleagues who are eager to offer support and encouragement during these last days. Im grateful for this pouring of love and its definitely helping me through. I dont know really why I'm finding this period so tough... I suppose waiting never does come easy for the impatient! My mom keeps reminding me that its a joyous time and I know.. I know its true! But Im so so tired from not sleeping. I think thats the main problem. Any advice on how to get through this with some dignity will be appreciated!