The meaning of surreal

This week Michelle's mom (Cindy) has joined us until the 23rd of December.  This in and of itself is a little surreal because Cindy and her husband Tim don't like to be apart for more than a few hours during any given day (I'm pretty sure even that time apart is a form of tolerable torture for these love birds; it's really quite cute).  However, we are all so very excited for our little girl to come into this world but the entire experience is surreal.  Cindy got a good laugh from me the other day as I realized we a literally just days from being parents.  She described watching me have an "anxiety attack".  I would say she nailed her diagnosis as my face turns shocked and pale, my blood pressure drops, and I get a blank stare on my face which quickly turns to a combination of terror and confusion.  Te reality of what's to happen is surreal and it freaks me out just a little from time to time.  However, I am so excited to be a parent and I know that this little girl will forever own a special piece of my heart.  So we all hurry up and wait fro MaKenna to come into our lives but the reality of it is still surreal.  I finish this blog just coming back from a Dr.'s appointment and the time is coming fast.  Michelle is 70% effaced, 3 cm dilated, and the baby's head is at a -1.  Again... surreal :-)