Our bed has been moved to the side of the room.
There is a cover over our mattress to prevent water permeation.
The birth tub is sitting right beside the bathroom door.
We now have a hose that attaches to our faucet in order to fill up the tub.
There is cheese, crackers, gatorade, and eggs in the kitchen.
My birthing outfit is purchased.
There is plenty of peroxide, towels, and gloves in the closet.
Now we are just waiting for this baby to get here. I say that as if she will be flying in on the next jet plane. What I should really say is that we are just waiting for the two inches of skin that separates us (or should I say, attaches us) to become less of an issue.