Well, the time and hour are quickly approaching when Greg and I will be making that hurried trip to the hospital. I have spent a lot of time wondering when it will happen, how it will happen, and the events that will transpire hours later. I have dreamed of holding my little boy in my arms, but who knows what that will really be like until it happens.
At this point in the pregnancy (just about 38 weeks), I am getting anxious. Anxious to care for another human, to be responsible for his moral upbringing, material needs, support, and love. However, more than anything I just want him to be here. I want to see Greg as a daddy. I want to hold this little life that I have been carrying around for nearly ten months.
I am so excited to make my parents first-time grandparents, my brothers uncles, my granparents great-grandparents, and so on. The family is excited too. I get calls and emails everyday asking about my health and the baby's.
It will be a wonderful day when Carson arrives. God has blessed us. Soon, very soon!
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I'm SO excited for you!!!! Let me know if you need anything :)
woohoo!
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