Nine months ago, we knew our lives would change forever. Dylan wasn’t even two years old,  Thade was keeping busy in pre-school, and I was happy and nervous all at the same time.

Nine months ago seemed like such a long time to get ready for your arrival, but the time has flown by. I’m still not quite ready, but I’m getting there.

Monthly Doctor visits, turned into two week appointments, and then I was seeing at least two Doctors twice a week, and waiting anxiously for the surgery date.  Before I knew it, I had my final two appointments, and I was giving my Doctor a big hug good-bye, till we meet again, in surgery.

Four ultrasounds, countless Doctor’s  appointments, and many prayers later, and you are almost here…

The boy’s and I can’t wait for your arrival.