.one more month

Our big day is coming and we are slowly working on preparing for it.

I’m preparing mentally and emotionally. Hoping I won’t be so sore for so long after giving birth this time around. And those post partum hormones made me an anxious mess for the longest time. I won’t let that happen again ok? This time I know what’s coming, so I’ll take control over my anxieties. I’ll breathe in deeply and relax and take care of this baby without feeling like the weight of the world is on my shoulders. I’ll breathe out slowly and I won’t let myself be overwhelmed with all the bodily leaking and soreness and hair falling out problems that will come. 

This time I know it won’t last forever.

And if none of this preparation does any good… at least I know that the end result will be worth going through it all again.

  

Air told me that he is preparing to take Ames off my hands as much as he possibly can, and to cook and clean as much as he possibly can. We are both extremely hopeful that he will have good enough health and endurance to make it through the delivery with me without passing out… he gets so dizzy these days with his anemia. Lets all pray for him ok?

 

I’ll have you know that Ames is preparing too... maybe even more than the rest of us. He loves to tell everyone about his baby sister whenever possible. He will give my belly big hugs and kisses and tickles. He plays with his cars and toys on my belly to keep her involved (happening as I type this).

We gave him a baby dolly a few weeks ago that he adores and attends to with as much love and kindness as you could ever expect from a two year old. We call her Practice Sister.

This is gonna be great!