D Minus 3

On Sunday the kids and I were just settled into our pew at church when I felt a tap on my shoulder. It was one of my little primary friends that had recently moved, back for a visit -- one of KJ's buddies. I gave her a hug and asked her how she was and then she thrust a fancy silver envelope at me. "Can you give this to KJ?" she asked. "Sure!" I answered, but she walked away before I could even point out to KJ, who was vigorously reading, that she was there. When I got his attention, he was very excited, and turned around and waved to her before opening the letter. After reading, he said "Awe, that's so nice!" Livi asked him what it said, and he cheerfully and casually replied "Oh, just that she's in love with me." This had my curiosity very peaked! I asked him if I could read it, and he happily handed it to me:

And that is when I knew: my son is Don Juan. Johnny Lingo. A lover, not a fighter. A slayer of female hearts everywhere. And it kind of just melted my heart (as if that kid needed any more help in that department!). I tucked this little treasure away for his book. Too sweet. And his response was so legendary. So casual and happy to be liked and appreciated.

 

Tuesday when I went in for my weekly check-up I was at a 3. Baby Boy measured nine days ahead on his ultrasound, so we decided if I haven't miraculously gone on my own, they will induce me on Monday. Yep. Lots of action around these parts, enough to constantly be wondering if this is labor or... not, so I am so relieved to know starting Monday morning at 6 in the a.m. that we can get this show on the road. I can not wait to meet this little guy! Seems so surreal that there is actually a tiny son in there that will change my life forever, just like his brother and sisters have done. If you don't think there is MASS excitement in this household. It's honestly just about more then we can take! I really have a lot of anticipation and a lot of feelings about this opportunity. Since you can't go over it or under, only through it -- I am ready to do that and not just sit and stew about it anymore. I don't think anyone approaches labor and delivery without some nerves, so it makes sense you have to get so big and uncomfortable in order to be willing to do something about it! I know it will be a great experience -- one of the most memorable of my life. Mostly, I am excited to hold him in my arms and tell him how much I love him -- and welcome him into our happy family. Nothing in my life has brought me as much joy as being a Mother.

Except doing it all with this guy:

So we'll see you when we get to introduce our new little buddy. Anxiously looking forward to it!