my head is in a fog

But oh, people, I am a happy woman because the elements that made up today decided to be in harmony with me. The sun did not shine too brightly. In fact, it rained for quite some time, although there was no accompanying crashing thunder. The neighborhood was quiet. There was no evil Lawn Care Minion wielding a weed whacker within a 2-block radius, causing me to harbor evil fantasies about what I might do with said weed whacker to the guy using it. Even Crouching Tiger, Hidden Fetus decided that it was time to keep the tae kwon do to a minimum and just squirm around inside of Mommy instead of kick and jostle around.

And so, after two extremely difficult nights of working - difficult mostly because I just couldn't get any sleep in the days before them - I got the very best gift ever: 9 hours of pure, unadulterated SLEEP. Only woke up once in the middle of it because my bladder felt like bursting from filling up so much during all that sweet, sweet dreaming time. No interruptions, not even from inside my own body. In fact, Little One was so good and still and polite within my uterus that I had a moment of panic just minutes ago after the alarms sounded, and I poked and jiggled my entire abdomen in a most unattractive way to hopefully wake the kid up, to which he (thankfully) responded with some familiar sharp kicks to my ribs and diaphragm, did some huge somersault inside of me, and probably hit his own snooze alarm. Man, he's gonna LOVE me as a teenager.

In addition to all this blissful sleep I got... do you ever find yourself feeling absolutely trapped in a situation you feel you cannot escape, and the sort of despair it brings about, how everything associated with it makes the bile rise in your throat? And then suddenly, though it's not right in front of you (yet), there's someone holding this beautiful open door that you just found out you can walk through relatively soon and get out of the mess you're in? And how it very ironically makes your current situation SO MUCH EASIER to deal with... and that if it had always been this easy to deal with, you might not have wanted to get out of it so much in the first place?

I'm being deliberately vague here, I know. The ball is rolling, but I'm not quite sure of the direction, and until I am, I guess I'm speaking in gross generalities here - forgive me. But I am excited, Jason is excited, and I'm hoping I can actually use some specific, detailed words to describe the excitement soon. To quote Martha: it's a good thing. And I'm looking forward to sharing it with you soon.

(No, I'm not referring to this pregnancy, either, though I am really looking forward to that ending in about 9 weeks so I can meet this cute little acrobat in my belly...)