I'm gonna have a baby

Not right this moment, but sometime in the near future.

Yes, I realize that being 9 months pregnant is a little late for that revelation. I always knew what was going on, but it never really dawned on me that I'd have the joy of holding another teeny tiny baby again soon.

I just got caught up in the busyness of life and all that comes with it that the baby became a "one day" thing. One day he'd come, but not today. One day I'd need to start preparing, but not today. One day we'll add another member to our family, but not today.

Finally, just a couple of weeks shy of my due date, I came up with a basic birth plan. Wrote it out and everything, including wishes if a hospital transfer were needed. And we started to gather the items we'll need to take to the birth center - cloth diapers, onesies, nursing gowns for me, etc. Still have yet to put the car seat in, and the hubby is still traveling for work and working 12 hour days. Forgot to order the vitamin k liquid, so I hope I can find some in time (oops).

But it's finally starting to sink in. A baby. My baby. New baby cuddles. New baby smell. New baby milk drunkenness and milk breath.

I think everyone else has been more ready for him to come than we have. I keep getting the "you must be so ready!" "You're still pregnant?!" "He needs to come out already!" Etc. from everyone. I keep replying "he can stay in as long as he needs to! I'm not in a rush!" The gentleman we teach a bible study to finally told me "you know, you can't keep him in there forever."

I think that's what we've been banking in. That he'd just stay in. That way we could work more, teach more, do whatever else but focus on the fact that there's a baby coming. I guess we didn't want to entertain the possibility of another preemie.

But, thank God we're full term now! No worries!

Not saying I want him to come now. B is going across state for a 12 hour day and I don't want to have to get two kids ready and drive across the state the other direction while in labor. So, hang on a little more, dude. But, I think I'm finally getting ready for your arrival.

Procrastinator, much?