Now, sitting here just weeks away from my due date, I can't believe how fast these last 7+ months have passed by.  It has been quite a journey: the sickness, the scares, the worries, the adjustments.  Planning for a baby is not as easy as I had thought.  Then again, its not as hard as I had expected either.  Its a gradual process for a reason.  I think its God's way of getting us used to the idea of such an enormous undertaking.  The millions of things you need to do to plan for a little life, its just unbelievable.  How can one tiny human being require so much from you?  This little person, my child, my baby, I'm responsible for a life inside of me.  It truly is surreal and unlike anything I've ever experienced before.  As hard as the initial stages were, I am really amazed at how 9 months can produce a whole new life.  
I am so anxious to meet this baby, so apprehensive for so much of what is unknown to me at this point, so thankful for all the help and support I have had through this process and so curious to see what life will be like after a permanent change like this.  At this point I just hope it all works out well, the baby comes out healthy, I can recover and normalize quickly and most of all I do everything I'm supposed to do for this child in the best way possible.  
Wish me luck! Hope I pass this test, one of the biggest of my life!
 
