the waiting game

tomorrow is the day. our "estimated due date". and even though there are still twenty six hours until that day passes, it looks like our little guy may just be too cozy to make his appearance. which, by the way, is totally okay.

i posted a week or so ago (okay, who am i kidding, i have lost track of the days and don't remember when that was) about the question i have been asked hundreds of times..."are you ready?" yes, we are ready. however, i am in no hurry to give this little man his eviction notice. if he's not ready, then we are willing to wait.

wait.

easier said than done. not because i am miserable and can't wait for this to be over, because i am still incredibly comfortable or "one of those happy pregnant women" as my chiropractor calls me. i love that label. waiting is hard because, if you ask my parents or my husband, patience is NOT a personality trait that i come by easily. being patient takes lots of work on my part. i am impatient by nature.

having several weeks off between school getting out for the summer and our baby coming into the world has turned out to be a bigger blessing than i imagined. it has given me time to share with friends, family and myself. j and i have taken advantage of these last few weeks as a family of two by eating out, being lazy, taking naps, and doing whatever we feel like whenever we feel like doing it.

my mom has been phenomenal in asking multiple times per week if i need to get out for errands or just to get out. i have taken her up on these offers on multiple occasions which have lead to some great mother-daughter bonding time. we've eaten breakfast and lunch out, ventured to target and babies r us for some last minute things that i "need". these are times i will cherish forever.

i can already tell what an amazing father j is going to be. he has taken such incredible care of me throughout this pregnancy and always puts myself and the baby before himself. always making sure that i am comfortable and asking if i need anything. at times it seems as though he has read my mind when i think of one more thing to be done around the house that i am unable to do. i always hate to ask, knowing that he has many things in his own mind to get done, but right when i have thought about something to add to the "to do" list, i turn around and it's already done. because once again, j has taken it upon himself to get it done. for him, i am eternally thankful for playing such a huge part in make this pregnancy so enjoyable and stress-free.

another part of the waiting game that is a struggle for me is that i am such a "planner" that it is really hard to not know when he will arrive. each time i go to the grocery store or target, i think "this will be the last time i come here before the baby is born, what should i stock up on?" just ask j about my obsession with purchasing toilet paper.

and so now we wait. we wait for our sweet baby to arrive. we wait for our lives to change. we wait to become parents and receive the greatest gift god can give us. we wait to meet our son.

we're ready when you are!