Beware of Pregzilla!

So today was a pretty rough day for me, thanks to the wonderful effects of pregnancy hormones. You could say the trigger was my dear little dog, Peyton, who decided today was a good day to chew up my best pair of sandals. I discovered what happened when I was getting ready to go to the mall with Robbie (it was raining and there was nothing else to do), and needless to say, I got a little upset. Okay... a lot upset. I yelled and threw the shoe at my confused little dog and put him out in the rain. Then I cried all the way to the mall. I realized how stupid and out of control I had acted, how Peyton honestly had no idea what he had done, and how very ready I am to have this baby.
I'm sure many mothers can relate to this phase of pregnancy - the doctors tell you, "You're already dilating! Don't expect to make it to your due date." So then you get all very excited, fix everything in your house in preparation, pack your hospital bag and set it by the door, and then...nothing happens. A week goes by with not so much as a Braxton-Hicks contraction and you think, will I ever have this baby??!! Yeah, I'm there.
I don't want to complain. I've had the easiest pregnancy I could have imagined - the last thing I want to do is ruin the whole experience for myself because of a little impatience. Today was yet again another lesson in being content with the circumstances you find yourself in. Live life for the present, take each day for what it's worth, because once it's here, it's gone. Just wait - you'll probably see a blog sometime in the future when I admit I would do anything to have my pre-baby days back!