The day is here. The hour is nearly upon us. We are less than 8 hours away from arriving at the hospital. My wife is set to be induced tonight around 7pm. We’re guessing that our daughter should arrive at some point tomorrow. It’s hard to know for sure, but based on past experience, tomorrow is a fairly safe bet.
We’re nervous. We’re scared. We’re excited. We’re completely unprepared to bring a girl home to a house with 3 boys. How will they receive her? How will they react? She’s an abstract idea at the moment, but in a couple of days, she’ll be all too real for them. She won’t be a big belly that Momma carries around. She’ll be a loud, screaming, poop machine. I don’t know that my boys are ready for that….I’m not sure that I’m ready for that.
As unsure of what life will look like after she arrives, we are beyond excited and beyond ecstatic to be embarking on this new journey. I will probably have to take a break from writing for a few days. You’re welcome for that. 😉
I will leave you with this song I’ve had in my head all morning as I keep checking the clock: