In which I press F9 repeatedly and will the announcement email to hit my Inbox

I called Rachel yesterday to check in on her and her precious baby. I had to leave a message. I don't mind leaving her a message right now.

Not at all!

She is, after all, having a baby.

Or a nap with the ringer turned off.

It better be the baby thing...

Yes, she needs and deserves a nap, and the ringer being turned off is brilliant. But I need to know.

ahem

I really wish I had something else to think about right now.

My heart and mind is just absorbed in her new babyness. It's soooo fun and soooo exciting and soooo wonderful and soooo tiring and soooo extreme in the whole process.

I can't wait to see pictures of that handsome little boy.

I can't wait to hear her birth story.

I can't wait to hear if she was able to do her crazy water-birth thing or chose my much-adored epidural route.

I can't wait.