It's coming. It's coming very soon...
I’m used to Babs waking up at 6AM every day now.
It’s currently 6:20AM, and she hasn’t stirred yet. I feel like I’m on borrowed time… I don’t know what to do with myself. Once she wakes up, there will be non-stop action all day long. This is the calm before the storm.
6:22AM – I checked the baseball scores…Mets have to be playing better, right? Nope…they lost to the Rockies and are 4-9. Their record is 1-5 at home. Yikes.
6:24AM – Dreaming of the iPad2. Just checked out the Apple website. Maybe today is the day I get one? I’m off work, so I could get Babs dressed, and go buy her daddy his first iPad.
6:27AM – Just went to the bathroom, even though I really didn’t have to. I’m not used to having free time at this hour.
6:29AM – Our big clock doesn’t have a second hand, but you can see the minute hand moving ever so slowly.
6:31AM – I hear movement…she’s talking…
6:32AM – Just fixed her bottle. It’s almost go time.
6:33AM – She’s saying “Na na na na na…”
6:34AM – She’s crying.
6:35AM – I’m changing her diaper.
6:37AM – She’s drinking her bottle.
6:40AM – She’s running around. It’s go time.