I. AM. OVERWHELMED.

Before I launch into my next diatribe (spelling? correct usage?), I would like to know who snuck a break-dancing cardboard into my uterus because YOU KNOW WHO could not have been doing anything other than some helicopters, body rockin', donkey kicks, hopping flare, and some headspins last night. It was quite the spectacle as Pat took things old school for about 30 minutes while I was trying to read. Christian and I were howling with laughter at the shapes my abdomen took on and for such an extended period of time. I was imagining Pat, all 1 lb of it, in some acid-washed jeans, a bandana tied around it's thigh, and a Run DMC t-shirt on, listening to some Beastie Boys, which I listen to quite loudly on my way to work. Wait, can you break-dance to the Beastie Boys?

So much going on. I need to get Pat to sleep so Pat can keep me awake all night, so this will be brief and I will expand upon it soon, but this feeling of being overwhelmed pummeled me today. The reality of Pat's impending arrival and the list of everything to do before that date slapped me hard across the face around 10:00 a.m. as I was sitting in a daycare facility waiting for a tour. Side note: have you seen how large the creepy floating baby is on the left side of the screen? It's getting so unbelievably big...just like Pat.

My job is quite stressful as I'm fighting to keep from being fired for not reaching my quota (oh the joys of 100% commission sales jobs).

And a friend of mine is going through a really ugly time in her marriage and I am her confidant and it's hard. Very hard because I adore this friend and her kids and they don't deserve this. And some nights when I'm listening to her tell me what's going on, my heart rate gets really high and it scares me because I worry I could damage Pat, or worse.

And to top it off, I had to wear maternity clothes for the first time today. What is up with that flesh coloured panel on maternity jeans?

So it's not a matter of me being blue--I don't even have room in my head to think about being blue. I think I'd take blue over what I've got right now.

Okay, I hear some Beastie Boys coming from down there--time for the show.