...getting closer...

it's important to remember, if you're into that sort of belief, that babies and death are pretty much both under the same jurisdiction as far as arrival time goes.  there is no real mandate that says, 'X amount of time is all you have until you give birth', anymore than you have a set number of discernible years before you breathe your last.  the thing is, readiness.  you have to be ready for whatever comes down the pike at you.  and you deal with it as best you can, and that's about all you can do.  all anyone can do.  even if it's not a new situation, you can only try to use past experience as much as they're applicable.  the rest is just faith, intuition and understanding that God's will will be done, regardless of what an individual thinks should or should not happen.  that being said...

what was today?  a sign?  a portent, a warning perhaps?  or just business as usual?

i got up early, always happens anymore.  slept most of yesterday, still get up early, go figure.  i said my prayers before i was fully up so i went back to sleep after.  then i got my ass moving in another couple hours.  i shaved and showered, read and took meds and had coffee and water and breakfast.  i got dressed and got out the house.  when i got to work, i started doing the things that i had to do as a driver today, like the pre-trip on the vehicle i was driving and the gathering of paperwork.  then i was gone, on the road with a neurotic blonde who never shut up the entire short trip.  i did try to talk her off her talking/nervousness jag all through the day, but after a point it was just easier to tune her out while i did what the job called for.  we were done with first run early, so i went to my parent's house, made coffee for my mom and breakfast sandwiches for them both, then i went to a meeting at work.  from there i picked up Syd and we went to Walmart.  i took her to get brunch, took her home, got my oil changed, and my car washed and i went back to the job. 

second half of the day was mostly uneventful, with the sole exception of trying to back a van into a driveway and nudging a plastic trash can, and Syd texting me from the hospital because she was having contractions.  on that note, she is back home, having not dilated so of course they sent her home, and the runs went okay.  tomorrow should be closer to business as usual, except another visit to the urologist, likely another finger up my ass...brrrrrrr...and now the beginning of the baby watch.  official now.

regardless, i'm blessed with life and mobility, and thankful to God for that and so much more.  Aspire Higher!