One Week

Well, we've almost made it. There is one more week until baby thomas is here. We are excited and ready for him to make his entrance into the world. I, sadly, have started to do the prego waddle which I suppose one week to go is not too bad to be doing the waddle. I have to stop mid walk sometimes and try to correct myself in my stride, only to realize that it is virtually impossible and that it's hopeless and that one week of prego waddling is just going to have to occur (maybe I'll try to limit how much I walk around!). The nursery is ready, there are few more "to pick up" things like baby Tylenol, some batteries for odds and ends (the bottle warmer, baby monitors, swing). But I keep reminding myself that no matter how ready we think we are we won't be. That's part of what makes parenting exciting. I think we're ready. I know we're excited. Griff sat in the baby's room last week and read his books. I can't wait until Griff sits and reads with him. There are so many "firsts" that are going to coming into our lives for the next 18 years and I'm excited to see where the journey takes us. I'm nervous about leaving work and leaving the kids I work with a week away from graduation but so blessed at the same time that the timing ended up the way it did. We couldn't have planned it to work out so well. This time next week I'll be going to bed, ready to wake up in the morning to have Baby Thomas removed from my body and introduced to the world.