Whoa!

OK...

So i've said this before. BUT.. its really happening.

I've wanted and waited to have this done for such a long time that now its all happeneing it feels like a dream. I feel as though i'm floating in a cloud of blur and i could wake up at any moment..

But its not a dream, its really going to happen..

I know this sounds stupid and your all thinking why i would devote so much of my time to thinking about this. BUT.
when you've waited and wanted something for a long time and pushed it to the side for other things.

You can't help but be super excited.

Its really happening. I got my approval for my loan today. Richard will be making the payments..

We get the credit card next week in the mail.

From there we pay the surgeon and WA-LAH.. i play the waiting game.

Which is basically what i'm doing now. I'm terrible. When i really want something, i want it now. I have no patience.. Reminds me of when i was pregnant and waiting for my son to arrive. Couldn't wait. It killed me. I have to occupy my mind with something else.

So thats that. I go in on June the 15th, 9:30 am.
A 45 minute operation. 2 days recovery. 2 weeks of no heavy lifting, which means i can't pick up Raishawn. Richard is taking time off work.

Excited. Scared. Happy. Anxious. Nervous. Overjoyed.

Everything is ready, set. Appointments made, sizes picked.

There will definately be a part 2 of this story in June.
:)