I was actually feeling crap enough that I spent several hours lying in bed yesteday. At one point, as I was lying there, I thought "Ahhhh.... this is a luxury I won't have shortly." Once my Manitou demon-spawn comes bursting out Sharon's back (how many people get that reference?) being able to actually rest while sick will become a thing of the past.
I'm looking forward to the oncoming insanity and chaos. It helps that both Sharon and I are bright enough to know that no matter how much we know, we're still fully unprepared for the impact the little bugger will have on our lives. That all those things that we'd rather not do with our child, well, some of those are going to get smashed through by the reality train. We want the baby in our room, to make life easier on Sharon having to get up and feed, etc., knowing full well that we may give up and put the baby in its own room out of sheer desperation for a night's sleep.
I'm still hoping that it'll pop out and be a girl. I've heard three different stories of babies being firmly identified as male during scans, only to have it come out female. But as long as it's born healthy, has all its limbs, a head, teeth, claws, and a prehensile tail, that's all that matters.
It's also going to be an interesting experiment. I've had a few
Music will be interesting, too. Lex will get to hear a broad range of stuff - blues, classical, euro-pop, techno, 1920s and onwards, John Barry soundtracks to Bond movies, rock, Devo, Big Pig, Garbage, the Goons, KLF, Swedish death metal, the Residents... what will appeal? I like Hi Five, but how much of their music can I listen to on endless repeat? How many Doctor Who soundtracks can Lex listen to before he starts screaming?
I'm looking forward to the firsts... first word (quasinuclearphaseinterlockeddipthrungre
Can't be prepared for any of the twists and surprises (Lex, why did you set fire to Parliament?), or the nasty shocks (You want to be a chartered accountant?) but I'm looking forward to the adventure.