The day before intros

So in 19 hours I will meet my son. The last week has been manic. A week off before intros should be a minimum. But it's meant the week has moved quicker than the last week of work. On Tuesday, after the ADM decision finally came through (yes of course phew!), I fitted my car seat. Allow at least half a day for that. I then decided to put my push chair into the boot. Except I couldn't. It was too tall! Doh! Thank god I tried this before intros started.
So suddenly I'm hunting for a compact pushchair. The money given to me by my godparents suddenly had a very definite purpose! So now I have a pushchair that fits in the car but not in the house and one that fits in the house cupboard and not in the car! Ha!
So onto tomorrow. I'm so excited and so nervous. I'm trying to breathe slowly, read, watch TV, anything that relaxes me. If I think about meeting my son I well up.
This time tomorrow I'll know him. I cooked up a load of baby meals yesterday just incase. Food shop ordered. Nursery ready. Car packed up including spare outfit incase of accidents.
Nappy bag ready to add in on Sunday. Everything washed. I even did ironing today! That may not last, sorry son!
Everyone has been so generous with bags of presents. Toys, toiletries, clothes. So so lovely.
If adoption is paper pregnancy with the gestation period of an elephant then I think my waters just broke!
I can't wait to meet my son! Xxx