…til my due date. Wow. It’s gone so fast; I can hardly believe that it’s almost time to add a third person to our family. Her room is ready, the car seat has been installed and inspected by the fire department, and I’ve purchased the last minute stuff that I think we’ll need. The hospital bag is packed with the exception of some things that we’ll have to add last minute. We have the call lists ready to go, too. Now it’s just a waiting game. People keep saying, “I bet you’re so ready to not be pregnant anymore.” Truth is, part of me feels that way, but part of me has thoroughly enjoyed this whole process and isn’t in a hurry for it to end. God’s timing is perfect, so when that moment finally comes and it’s time to head to the hospital, I will know it’s the right time and will be eager to get going.
I have no idea what to expect after she arrives. Plenty of people have told me what it’s going to be like, but I think it’s one of those things you really can’t grasp until you’re there. I know we’ll both be plenty tired, and I’ll probably be emotional from changing hormones, and there will probably be lots of times that we just sit there and stare at her, wondering if she’s really ours and being amazed at everything that had to happen to get her here.
I’m planning to post pics on here soon after she’s born. We will have WiFi in the hospital room, so it should be easy to upload them and get them posted. Most of you who read this will either receive a text message or a phone call…or an e-mail at the very least. My list is fairly comprehensive, so hopefully I don’t leave anyone out. If so, I’m sorry!
Don’t know much else for now; will write more again later on.


