today my husband’s Facebook status said:
“our last Monday as a couple. Next Monday we become a family.”
this started the tears flowing today. it hit me hard, in a wonderful and amazing way. this is our last Monday before we meet our little boy. our child. starting a little over nine months ago, i started making my decisions and priorities based on the little bean growing inside of me and next week that will become even more apparent. i apologize in advance if I’m one of “those” moms. i probably will be. i eat all the words i’ve said about things i would do/plan to do/wouldn’t do as a parent. i have no idea what it’s going to be like. i do not even remotely understand what to expect with this surreal life change. and, as much of an OCD planner as I typically am, this doesn’t even bother me. what is important today and what will be even more important in a week are very different than they have been in the past.
it is impossible to put into words how I feel right now. it’s an amazing combination of pure excitement, happy fear, fullness and love.