So there it sits. My Ver.a Brad.ley large duffel bag. It sits empty in the corner of the closet where it has sat for the past month. I know it should be packed by now. All the books and websites say so- and the many threads on Baby.center about what to pack and all that.
But I can't seem to pack the bag. It's freaking me out! Z keeps telling me (reminding me, really) to do it and it's not a big deal- just extra clothes, toiletries, etc... and he's right. The items that go in it aren't a big deal- neither is the act of packing it- it's the reason for packing it that is freaking me out. It makes it all SO real, I guess. I've been doing ok. Not too nervous about how it's all going to happen and getting excited about holding Dane for the first time. But packing this bag is so hard for me. Silly, huh?
And funny how getting the car seat installed yesterday didn't make me panic at all! I couldn't WAIT to get it in the car and it's been fun riding around with it in the backseat! :)
