Waiting...

My motivation for working seems to be dwindling. I look at the pieces I have in process and have no desire to work with them at all. When I came into the studio today I knew that I needed to go with collage so that I would have a place to start. What has been on my mind is that this end part of my pregnancy is a total waiting game. Lately I have been hearing the words of my family members who are convinced that I will go into labor early and it is making the waiting even more unbearable. I sit and wonder if there is something wrong with my body that I'm not holding my baby yet. On the home front, my husband is going through his own form of preparation. I've been teasing him about being the one who is nesting instead of me. He has really done some wonderful work on the house and in the baby's room to get things ready. It's crazy because our lives are on hold waiting for one moment! My artwork reflects this wait and the observation of my husband's nesting instincts. I wonder to myself if I am alone in feeling this way or if other pregnant women or couples experience the same amount of impatience and restlessness.