MIDNIGHT CALLS AND DOUGHNUT HOLES

After crashing on the couch while watching season 1 of Fr1ends, I was awoken by my phone ringing. In the mere .75 seconds it took for me to spring off the couch (the fastest I've moved in months mind you) and dash to the kitchen counter, I ran through every possible scenario. I was certain it was "The Call." Why else would anyone call me at 12:35 am from an unknown number. I eagerly picked it up and waited to hear a voice on the phone telling me that Miss X has gone into labor.
Well, there IS another reason why someone would call me at that hour.... a stupid phone scam telling me my bank account was frozen. Click. I hung up knowing full well that it was a phone scam and I dragged myself and Kday to bed with a chip on my shoulder. How dare they try to scam me! But more importantly- Don't they know I'm waiting for one of the most exciting phone calls I'll ever get in my life!?
Stupid.

I'm going stir CRAZY waiting for this process to come to a head (picture a gigantic zit) and then to come to the next phase which is more exciting and less stressful. Since my house has been thoroughly deep cleaned by my amazing sister, I've been planning as much time out of the house and with busy tasks to keep my mind off things. But it's not working. All I think about is getting "The Call." I went swimming at Miss Mary's today and while Layla was taking a nap I decided my back side needed a little color. Quickly I realized I can't lay on my belly anymore, you know what they say... Necessity is the best inventor. So I used a pool inner tube, slightly deflated as a doughnut pillow for my belly. I wedged my belly in the hole and laid on my lounge chair for as long as I could tolerate. And it was wonderful. I love the sun. I love the sun without babies and kids crying even better. But what I love even more than that is sitting at home in a rocking chair with a newborn who smells like heaven.

So just call already would ya!?