Only TEN more weeks left until Gavin is expected to be here.
I couldn't be anymore excited for his arrival. I cannot wait to meet the little boy that has been residing in my belly for the past 30 weeks.
But at the very same time.... I feel a lot of anxiety about his arrival as well.
Am I ready? Is David ready?
I'd love to feel confident enough to say yes,
but in all reality,
NO ONE is ever REALLY ready.
Life as we know it is about to be flipped upside down in 10 short weeks and quite frankly, I've never been more nervous about something in my entire life.
This isn't something that I can push to the side either.
We're talking about bringing a new person into this world and it's David and I's job to care for this person and raise him.
That is HUGE.
Not that I doubt the fact that we can do it, because I have all the confidence in the world that we can handle it.
It's just the thought that this is really happening.
And happening really fast.
When you think about the time span of 9 months you generally feel like that's a pretty good amount of time.
Not when you are pregnant.
At least, not for me.
I feel like someone is holding the fast forward button down, on my life!
The weeks are flying by so fast I feel like my head is going to spin right off my shoulders!
I just want to be ready.
As ready as I can possibly be.
I'm so excited to meet my little guy and I just want everything to be as perfect as I can make it.
I think I just need to relax--easier said than done.
That's enough venting and rambling for tonight though.
Time to relax and get some sleep... or try to at least :]
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