It is funny to look back on this whole pregnancy process and to see the different stages of emotions we have gone through. At first it was fear and a bit of grieving for the lifestyle we were leaving behind. This is not to say we didn't want the baby, but it is just being honest with the first feelings I at least had in my mind. We were originally planning on waiting another 2 years, but you know what happens when you plan too much in life.
Then we moved on to the relative excitement with a lot of fear. How can this possibly work? Can we still live in this area? How will we take care of him?
Finally, we crossed the point this weekend where we are ready for the guy to get here. I can't wait to hold him in my arms, read to him, play with him, and eventually talk with him. I am looking forward to the "new normal" in our lives. It is strange to think that within two weeks we will experience something that will completely change us forever, but it still feels so surreal and distant. Yep, I know that pretty soon I will be changing diapers, feeding, and waking up at all hours...but I am not quite there mentally. I guess this is what people talk about when they say you are never completely ready to be a parent. All we can be is ready to surrender our plans and ideas of how we can control the situation to our loving and faithful God.