"So, next month..."

So Eric and I were at a friend's house this evening for Passover Seder. One of the other guests who earlier asked about our due date at one point said to me "So, next month..." to which I responded, "No, it's M...yeah it is next month". It didn't really occur to me until that moment. Wow. Next month, there will be this new person who will need us all the time for everything but at the same time give us more than we can ever imagine. We've started the discussions on choosing a pediatrician, and I have some preferences based on observations I've made during my pediatric rotations. The apartment is still far from ready, but I'm still optimistic that we just work better under tighter deadlines. Also, my mom is coming at the end of this month to crackdown on us for what we haven't done yet. I'm also becoming a bit anxious about the little bit of time I will have to be at home with Nia before I start internship. Orientation starts the middle of June, which cuts my time even more. She's not even born and I'm starting to feel guilty about leaving her. What eases my mind, however, is that she will have the bestest Daddy ever taking care of her. -M