sophomore year

i don't like the way my voice sounds recorded.
voicemail, video camera, whichever.
call me picky.
call me critical.
it just doesn't ever sound like it does in my head.
i think my voice is nice in my head.
just not recorded.
i either end up sounding sassy, mean, ditsy, or one octave higher.
when i worked for melaleuca in college we would have to listen to previously recorded calls of our voice.
one time i ran the DJ line that customers listened to while they were on hold, telling them about specials, how long the expected wait time was, blah, blah, blah.
my manager was listening on the line and said my voice had a higher inflection at the end of every sentence.
i didn't get to do the DJ line again after that.
oh shucks.
i guess i'm not the only one that doesn't like my voice on the phone.
i'm still convinced it sounds much nicer in real life.
or at least in my head.
...
in nesting news...
the car seat and swing are the only items left to be washed and readied.
which means there is no chance of her coming any earlier than my induction, set for the 7th.
had we waited and done nothing to prepare i'm sure she would have come today.
my popping back would have appreciated the early arrival.
brennan is curious about the other crib in his room.
this should be interesting...
diaper bags that double as a backpack are one of life's greatest joys.
i highly recommend them.
company's that tell you your crib bedding will arrive in one week and then 2 weeks later have still not called for pick up are NOT one of life's great joys.
although, i still do recommend them.
they price match, even on the internet.
i like that.
although i still can't figure out why i didn't just have it shipped from the internet.
free shipping, duh.
i woke up today ready to have a baby.
this after getting a few stretches of 3 hour sleep cycles.
i can't say this will be the tune i will be singing after the baby is had, i'm just saying that is the tune i'm singing today.
it's not that i believe i'll be getting more or better sleep after she arrives.
i know i won't.
i remember.
i think sean has forgotten, but i remember.
the kind of tired that you feel in your bones.
the kind that when someone tells you they are SO tired after sleeping 10 hours that makes you want grab their head and shake it.
and then makes you want to say, "you don't know what tired is!!!!"
and then makes you feel old.
it's just that i'm bored with the current reasons waking me up during the night.
i'm bored with the current reasons i'm too tired to walk at a fast pace.
let's get the show on the road.
enough thinking and planning.
i'm ready.
it's GO time!
i'm just wondering if having baby #2 will be a lot like sophomore year.
when you think you know it all and have everything under control b/c you've SO done this before.