Here I am. 40 weeks pregnant.
I am anxious for him to come. Unsure of how things will be. Happy that he will be joining us hopefully this week. It doesn't seem real to me yet though. As if I was walking through a dream.
How our normal will change. I wonder if I am really ready for this. I feel like I am a first time mom at times. I forget how the beginning days and nights were. I know it will all fall into place just like it was meant to be.
I am forever thankful each night that I have been blessed with this amazing moment in my life. I am excited to see the boys and Eric interact with a tiny baby.
We are waiting and keep talking to him, telling him we are ready to meet him. He likes the cozy comfort of my belly. Just like his brothers he will make us wait a bit longer, but it will be so worth the wait.
I am ready to wake up from the dream and begin again.