anticipation

I can hardly stand it!

In less than 12 hours, Mark and I will know what (boy or girl) we are going to be having in a another few short months. At least, if all goes as planned, we should know.

The excitement is so overwhelming this time. I was excited to find out what I was having when I was pregnant with Mont, but I guess I've forgotten how exciting it can be. It's similar to the feeling of right before walking in to see Christmas morning all laid out, glistening and glowing before your very eyes... the anticipation is what woke me up every Christmas morning at 3:00 am! I can't stand it!!

For Mont, I keep thinking how fun it would be to have a little brother around for him to teach how to crawl like Mowgli and the elephants: legs straight and speed set to fast. I think of buying two little baseball gloves and digging out my old baseballs (actually, they're already out on Mont's shelves) and letting them go out in the yard to play catch, or dig in the dirt for worms to go fishing with at "Grandpa's Fishing Pond."

... but if I have a girl... oh so fun too! When my thoughts settle on a daughter, I think about when she's a little older and I see us in the kitchen, me showing her my tricks, how to sew like my mother patiently did, coming up with more traditions for our family, because I'm just sure she'd be creative, and also someone to wrestle for the girl team!  - rest assured, she'd be getting a baseball glove too.

10.33 hours and counting!