Tomorrow is officially my due date. And it's weird. Because it's kind of this impending date you've had in your head for months upon months, but it also doesn't really mean much at all. And these days everything is a balance of getting stuff done and trying to relax. And of course anticipating at any moment that this little girl can make her arrival. I'm not the most patient person in the world, but I think if pregnancy has taught me anything, it's patience. And that can be a virtue as an artist, so I'll take it and embrace it.