with, you know, moments of maniacism (maniac-i-tude?)
but mostly peaceful.
So-- it is not your imagination: I went from FREAKING THE FUCK OUT thinking almost nothing but impending doom unless we get the baby out RIGHT NOW and persistent front row DBTs to thinking wait a minute.. we're paying attention, we're doing BPP/NST monitoring, so maybe just maybe, everything really is ok (right now).
I am trying to focus on the peaceful side, and the Tired sure is helping. Hard to run in circles when you're this big and this tired.
Out into the world then home to nap (I hope)--