99 days left in my pregnancy.
I am feeling a range of emotions.
I'm so excited to see him, and hold him.
I wonder who will he look like? How bad is labor really?
I'm scared. Will I know what to do? Will I be a good mom?
I'm nervous. About bringing him home, and him meeting the kitties. About being alone with him when the parent's go back to the states and Josh goes back to work.
Right now, I feel him kicking and dancing in my belly and I know he is ok and he is growing fine. I love this feeling but I am sure once her is here everything will be fine. He will be the most loved little boy ever. He has a Mommy and a Daddy who have waited a very long time for him and already love him more then the world. He has grandparents who are looking forward to spoiling him silly. Aunts, Uncles, and Cousins who are already more then willing to babysit. Friends who would drop what they are doing to lend a helping hand.
We have a pretty amazing support system.
I know deep down everything is going to be just fine. Despite all my fears. I guess I am just a natural worry-er. Anyway, enough rambling... :D
Tomorrow I will be 26 weeks. The last week of the 2nd trimester or the first week of the 3rd. Every one counts them differently. I'm in the home strech!