A big sigh

I’m doing better today, attitude wise. Still nothing going on, but I woke up this morning and decided that this negative stuff really wasn’t getting me anywhere. Sure, I still have the same feelings as yesterday (I don’t think they’ll be going away until this baby is here). But I’m not letting them rule me.

I’ve never been any good at the waiting game. And while I think I’m playing it much better this time, I’m still not out on top. I’m not sure if I’ll be going to church on Sunday. At that point, I’ll be 15 days overdue and I’m not sure I really want to see people at that point. Yes, that is assuming that the baby will not be here by then. But that is another thing I decided this morning. I’m not expecting, hoping, thinking, asking or praying for anything to happen today. That way, when it doesn’t happen, I’m not back to where I was yesterday. Perhaps that’s too much of a cynical way of looking at things, but I think that’s the only way I can protect myself from myself.

It seems to be working so far.