Baby on the Way

It's official.  Baby is making his debut in just a few days.  And see that milk expiration date?  He will be born the day before that:  December 5th.  That's the official sign that pregnancy is coming to an end:  when the milk expiration is after you'll give birth.

  I had my weekly doctor's appointment on Monday.  The last time I was there, all dates that I could induce were booked, and Dr Collins was going out of town the 6th-9th.  This time, I asked him how it booked up like that, and he said that I could have picked a date on my first appointment if I'd wanted.  Um...would've been nice to know.  I don't know if I could've done that almost a year in advance though really.  Anyway, still not a lot of progress going on, and he said, "You've got time.  There's still some weeks left before your due date."  Yes.  Yes there are.  Fantastic.  And then he smiled and said,  "You know, some of those women that booked the hospital up had their babies, so if you want, let's call over and see if we can get you in."  His nurse called and gave them my name and at first they said no, but he said, "Oh, no, we put her down.  Look again.." and there I was.  He hi-fived me and said, "See, I told you all those years of being good would pay off."  So I will go back to see him one more time before that on Tuesday afternoon and at midnight that night, which will turn to Wednesday, they'll start the induction process.  I walked out in kind of a daze knowing an exact date.  I almost even thought of calling back and saying, "No...change it to my due date, the 12th.  Or better yet, March."  I'm not scared of labor or delivery even. It's the life changing part of it.  How will Jaggar be?  He's still completely uninterested.  Sage is over the moon excited.  What will our lives be like now?  I will really miss sleeping.  How long will it be before I sleep again?  I'm scared of life as I know it being over.  But then...on the other hand, I'm excited.  In spite of the trauma of life trying to overshadow this little baby boy, he has made himself KNOWN with kicks and squirms and it really started when I was in the hospital with Sage.  Almost like he's saying, "Hey, the plan hasn't changed!  I'm still on the way.  The promise is still on the way."  

I read the most accurate description that I believe I've ever heard of a new baby from someone I have looked up to greatly for years, Donna Byrd, on her hours old first grandchild.

Children come to us, their spirits straight from heaven, still remembering the sights, smells and tastes of heaven. They have been fully equipped to master their destinies on earth. Our prayers should be that they never forget what their callings were and to confidently pursue their destinies they were sent to earth with no doubts.

I teared up when I read it.  It feels almost selfish to tear them away from paradise.  And yet they come to us.  Fully dependent on us but knowing and experiencing more in their first few breaths than we have in our lives on earth.  What a gift.  A real Christmas gift.  I look forward to meeting him.  Holding him.  Smelling him.  Kissing him.  Watching my other 2 with him.  And seeing how he makes his place within our family.  He is wanted.  He is loved.  And...he is named. 

His seat is loaded and ready to go.  Jaggar says he is not sitting next to him.
 

 And his bags are packed.  I should probably pack my own now.