Were ready to meet our baby... NOW!

39 weeks today! I say this every week but I cannot believe I am 39 weeks pregnant. We all hear stories of women going into labor weeks before their due date, and as a first time mom, I of course think thats going to be me. I was ready weeks ago to meet my little man. His room is waiting (even though he won't be sleeping in there for a while), the bassinet is sitting lonely in our bedroom, his clothes are washed, the house is full with a bouncer, swing, pack-n-play, stroller and car-seat, while my hospital bag has been packed and repacked for several weeks. Every closet in the house is clean & organized. I washed all the big blankets and sheets for all the beds (several times). Derek even joined in the nesting phase and cleaned and organized the garage. It is VERY clear, we are ready.

As I've said before, I've loved the journey of pregnancy. Being a mom was something I always wanted and from the second I found out I was pregnant, my heart was overwhelmed with love for such a tiny little person. I have gotten to share the last 273 days with my baby boy. I have felt every kick, punch, hiccup and turn of his body. I have felt his little foot dig into my rib and stay there for hours. I've seen him push his hands and legs to one side while his back and booty go to another side, making my belly all lopsided. Needless to say, I feel so connected to him and as if I already know him. I know he will be just like his daddy in SO many ways. I can see him having darker hair, a huge smile and laugh a lot. If he is anything like his daddy, he'll like to stay busy, he'll treat his mama like a queen and occasionally he'll get a pouty face that I think is adorable.

I feel so blessed that I, and only I, has gotten to spend 273 days with our little man. Even though I have LOVED every second of him inside of me and I'm sure I will miss feeling his little feet in me, I am ready to share him with the world. I want to see my husband hold him in his arms for the first time, I want to see my parents as grandparents and I want to see myself with a baby in my arms.

Long story short... WE ARE READY LITTLE CONNOR!

Unfortunately, my great aunt Mary is nearing the end of her life. At 94 years old, she has lived a great life and is now awaiting to spend eternity with the lord. My mom has been very busy visiting my aunt in her final days and getting her funeral, finances, and house in order. It would be ideal to lay my aunt to rest before baby decides to enter the world, however birth and death do not work according to "ideal". All we can do is go with the flow and I know everything will work out the way God had in store. Dealing with my great aunts impending death while awaiting the arrival of my child, teaches me that when one great soul leaves this world, God blesses the world with another and for that I am grateful.

*** About an hour after I wrote this post, my dear great aunt passed away peacefully. Even when you know death is near, it's always hard to accept when someone is gone. However, I know she is now hanging with my grandpa looking over us all. ***

Since I just wrote a novel (can you tell I have some free time on my hands)... I will leave you with a few shots from my final maternity photosess with my sister in law. Derek and I owe her so much (not just money) but lots of thanks for all her hard work documenting our journey & my growing belly.