Grand Adventure

18 days until we get to meet this little one. (who is keeping count...ohhh wait I am hehe)

I am of two minds with this number. First I am so excited it is almost over and I get to see who this little guy is that has been kicking me from the inside out, who has been stretching my body and hurting my hips. I am excited to have my body to myself again (although if I am breast feeding is it really my own body again..cause I am pretty sure I am still sharing it). I am excited to take the next step in this adventure we call parenthood. What more joy can two children give me? What memories will we create together? I am excited.

Second mind set is I am scared out of my mind! I am about to have a major surgery to get this little (ok not so little) guy out. What can go wrong...no I don't want to think about that. How much will it hurt? What will recovery feel like? When wont I be sore? Will I enjoy being home with a baby?? I am so used to a six year old can I adjust?

So you see where I am at? Flip flopping from one to the other...I hear the clock ticking and know we are getting closer to B day (birthday) and there is no stopping it. I am sure hormones play a part in my flip flopping mind....but still...how can I not be nervous?

I think I need a hug.