On the Morning You Were Born

Ever wonder how it feels to wake up one morning and say "In 4 hours my baby will be in my arms"? Waking up at 3:30am, I can now tell you - I woke up shaking like a leaf. Before I'm even out of bed the nerves take over and I find myself overwhelmed.

Hopping into the shower while giving my husband the last few minutes of his sleep (ever, apparently, since we're getting a newborn today!) I kept reciting calming things to myself.

"You call me out upon the waters. You make me brave, Lord."
"I can do this. I am strong. I am having a baby."
"It's just blood, an IV, a numbing shot, that's all I'll feel."
"What if this is my purpose, to bring (and raise) this child?"

And just saying those things over and over. It's very hard to imagine what's in store for us, partly because we don't know the gender (baby is still "it" for a few more hours!) and partly because we have never had a baby! Every first time parent is unsure of walking into the hospital and leaving with a tiny yet huge responsibility.

So here we are, trying to calm our nerves as we get ready to drive to the hospital. Holding each other close because our family is just "us 2" for a few more hours. Everyone is amped, and I am too, but also jealous that no one else has to go through abdominal surgery to hold this nugget 

But we've got this. We can do this. Cal is a strong dad, and I can be a strong mom for my baby, too. We're coming for you, "B-Rex," and we can't wait to meet you. ❤️