I was feeling a bit overwhelmed today, then I had a talk with Mommie and I feel better now.

I feel scattered lately, like I have too many pieces spread out and I can’t quite seem to keep track of them all. I think considering what’s been going on that I’m entitled to a little bit of scattering. I also think, after listening to Mommies infinite wisdom, that I’m making myself feel more overwhelmed than I need to.

I don’t have that much to finish before Muffin gets here. The nursery is almost done, including the decorations. All I need to do is finish the three paintings I’m making to hang on the wall, and get the crib set up. After that, it’s all done.

Mommie has organized most of the Muffin stuff I have so far. I do need to reorganize my downstairs closet and the one upstairs too.

Other than those few little things, everything for Muffin is moving along quite nicely. I still need a few things for the little bugger. I would like to get a nursing pillow donut thing. I’m registered for a green one that matches the nursery. I have a feeling that pillow will come in very handy. Mommie said she talked to our neighbors and they said they might get our baby monitor. MD is very excited about the baby monitor thing. A little nuts excited about it.

Let me tell you, he wanted to get the most expensive, high-tech, baby monitor ever made. It was like a security system. It had motion sensor, video monitoring, sound monitoring; I think he said it can retain its signal strength for like 500 feet and all kinds of crazy stuff.

All I’m going to say is that we’re not getting that one. I thought it was a little over the top. I think a basic sound monitor and my own eyes are enough. The other thing is I don’t know why MD even wanted such a high-tech monitor because I don’t think he’s going to leave Muffin alone for even a minute. I joke with him all the time that when he’s home I’m going to need a crowbar to see my own son.

I am so happy that MD is so excited about all of the baby stuff. I had a crappy father, who didn’t even want to be a father. MD’s father story is pretty similar to mine except for the fact that after his parents got divorced, he never really saw his dad. I’m happy that the “bad dad” thing does not have to continue for another generation.

I feel like I have a tremendous opportunity here to raise a wonderful human being to then send out into the world. All the people I see at the hotel who have no manners, or are just plain mean are not the only people in the world. There are good people too, and I have a gift in my son. A gift of a life that I can help guide to a good place.

I can’t think too much about all this cause I’ll start crying at work. Not that I don’t do that all the time lately, but I try to keep it to a minimum.