As I continue to tie things up, and get ready... I look at my countdown.
It was in the hundreds, then it reached 99 days... that was a big day. From there the days certianly didn't fly, but here I am looking at the countdown and it says 33 minutes left... until baby G arrives. How exciting "only" 33 more minutes left.
With that, I will retire the countdown, because in 33 short minutes it will flip to 0:00 and why stare at that? Instead... we will start a count up for HOW long the babe has been MIA.