Today is the day! We are finally serving you an eviction notice, to be carried out this evening/tomorrow. :) I know one day, when you are pregnant yourself, you'll apologize for being 8 days late to the party!!
Your papa and I are doing a few last minute things around the house, gorging on food since it's so scarce at the hospital, and perhaps taking a nap before heading in for my induction. I'm also avoiding looking in one direction for too long, lest my nesting instinct starts screaming about the touch up paint or pictures that need to be hung. My mind keeps racing with all the "what-ifs" of this process, and I'm overthinking things here at home. This would have been much easier if you just picked your own birthday! My head is also filled with questions about you - will you have lots of hair like me? Who will you look like? Are you going to shock us with your weight? Will you be as tall as we think you are? I just want to meet you and hold you close, to know that your are healthy and safe.
Your papa and I have worked SO HARD to make my belly a safe place for you to grow strong, and I'm glad it has worked, even a little too well :). Remind me one day and I will tell you about the journey we had to get you here. I'll tell you about the other two pregnancies, the big brother and other sibling we wish we could have brought into this world for you. I'll tell you about the tests and questions and research. I'll tell you about the new doctor, the blessing she's been to us, and the numerous ultrasounds she did to let us see you growing so well in those early days. I'll tell you about the daily injections, all 287 of them, and the pills I took to get you here. I already know that you are so worth every single needle stick, and I haven't even met you yet. After all that, I'll tell you about your birth, and how wonderful your papa was at getting me through the pain. It hasn't happened yet, but I know he's going to be amazing, because that's just who he is. Finally, I'll tell you about the people who came to meet you. You are so loved, little girl, and we don't even know you.
I know that there will be many difficult days in our future, and even more sleepless nights. I'm sure I'll cry in frustration and cry with the overwhelming feelings I have for you - you'll come to know that I cry over a lot of things :). I promise to love you through those mean teenage years, and know that they will be hard on both of us. I hope you'll be a strong and independent girl, not afraid of the world or who you might meet. After all, you will have the most supportive parents behind you always. I hope you have your dad's enthusiasm for life and his work ethic. I hope you have my compassion for people. I hope you have patience and understanding with those around you, and that you always strive to be a positive impact on those you love. No matter your personality traits, these are the things that make a good person, and that's all we ask of you. Be good, do good, and think positively.
We love you little girl - to the moon - to infinity - forever and always. Now let's try to make this labor thing a little easy on old mom, mmkay? I could use the break :)
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