One Week and Counting...

I can hardly believe that we are only a week away from our baby's due date, Of course, I am feeling every emotion possible, from the greatest excitement to meet our 'little bundle', to fear and anxiety of parenthood. Matthew has been a rock throughout our whole pregnancy and he can hardly stand to wait any longer. Last night I felt a couple of small pains in my tummy and Matthew's eyes sparkled at the thought that these may be contractions and it might be time. Alas, to his disappointment, they were not and today he still anticipates the great moment of meeting his daughter. I cannot wait to see him as a father, I just know he is going to be the best!

This past few days I have generally felt pretty good, I am still working and have lots of shelves and steps under my desk that I can put my feet up on. Recently, they no longer resemble feet but water balloons and my ankles, well, what ankles? This has been quite amusing to my dear husband though who has become quite obsessed with pressing his fingers into the swollen skin and making dimples by my toes.

I have so many thoughts and questions that I am sure every new parent thinks about, like 'what will our baby look like, will she be healthy, will she indeed be a 'she' or will we be changing the decor in our nursery to blue, will I be able to handle labor and delivery, will it be today, tomorrow, next week or even later, will I be a good mother?'

So, for now, we are just playing the waiting game, eagerly awaiting the experience and gift of a lifetime that will change our family forever, but overall I can't help thinking about how truly blessed we are.