Infinitely

I can handle Charlotte

"It looks lower to you, right?" I'm on my phone flipping back and forth between pictures of my stomach.

"Sure," Sarah says.

"I think it looks lower," I squint at the pictures again. "Come on, Caelen," I push my belly and Caelen pulls his foot away.

"Okay, I'm taking these to the freezer and then I'm going to start the lasagna," Sarah picks up a stack of tupperware containers. She's just finished dividing the three casseroles she made this morning into meal-sized portions for Justin and me to eat after the baby gets here.

It's been a week since Sarah first got here and now I'm three days past my due date. The only thing that keeps me from losing my mind is the fact that we never told anyone when I was supposed to have the baby so only Justin, Sarah, and I know that he's taking his time. I already have to face the millions of questions on the internet about when the baby will be here and I know it would be worse if everyone knew our exact due date.

I wouldn't mind except that it feels like Caelen is bigger every single day. Each day I decide there can't be any room left inside me and that he'll have to come out but by bedtime every night I still haven't seen any evidence that he's coming. And earlier today we met with our midwife who said basically the same thing - no sign it will happen anytime soon. Caelen hasn't moved from where he was last week.

"That can change very quickly," she tried to reassure me but somehow I just know it won't.

In the meantime, Justin is taking on as many last minute projects as he can. He's trying to get as much done as possible so he can be home with me after Caelen is born. Which leaves me and Sarah on our own.

Only Sarah seems like she's running in circles. I swear she never stops doing things. Since she got here I haven't had to do any of the cooking or cleaning. On top of that she's started filling our freezer with food so I won't have to cook after she leaves. It's definitely not like the Sarah I know but she seems much happier if she's busy so I just let her do it. Even if watching her makes me exhausted, which it does.

And that's the other big problem. All I want to do anymore is sleep but it's so uncomfortable that I almost can't. No matter how many special pillows I try or where I try to put them I just can't find a position to lay in that doesn't start to hurt or make part of my body fall asleep. So I'm just sort of miserable and cranky all the time and I spend all my time trying to make sure I don't get mad at Justin or Sarah for no reason.

"Caelen, if you come out here we'll both be so much happier," I tell him. "Please, baby."

"Hmm?" Justin just wandered in from upstairs.

"I was talking to Caelen," I sigh.

"You know, no one's been pregnant forever," Justin kisses me.

"I'm going to be the first," I mumble. "Or maybe you're just a bad influence."

"Why is this my fault?" Justin laughs.

"I think you taught him what the word "soon" means," I joke. Justin laughs again and kisses the back of my head.

"I'm off to the studio for a few hours," he says. "Call me if you need anything."

"Alright," I agree. Sarah's phone vibrates on the counter. Justin raises his eyebrows and peeks at it.

"Luke," he whispers.

"Really?" I laugh.

"That's what it says," he shrugs. "Interesting."

"Yes it is," I nod.

"Love you," Justin grabs a water bottle out of the fridge and leaves through the garage. Sarah's back from the basement where we keep our extra freezer a minute later.