I feel like I am woefully unprepared for Gertie’s arrival. I have an obvious belly, she moves throughout the day, I have to sleep alone because a queen sized bed has suddenly become too small for two of us, rolling over is a total chore, my body itches from head to toe, my ankles are swollen, my due date is in three weeks, her room is nearly done, and yet the reality that I will be having a baby in a matter of weeks has not fully hit me. I don’t have my bag packed and I keep putting it off. I haven’t put together the list of people to call after we’ve had her. I need more diapers and wipes and bottles and I haven’t gone out to get them yet. I haven’t sterilized the bottles that we do have. I just keep thinking that I have more time, when in reality I can go into labor at any point now.