Ready for that introduction

I know it's all baby, all the time lately, but I hope you'll forgive me because I just can't help it. It is the thing that is happening to me right now. I woke up at five this morning (2 hours extra sleep! Yeah!) and realized that as of today there are only eight days left until my due date. Eight days! As in one day more than a week! I really am having a hard time wrapping my head around that. Every now and then Aaron or I will start sounding like we're trying to catch our breath, and it's because we just realized that our little family is truly about to become one person larger. We're going to have a little girl living in our house sometime soon. Within the next year or so, someone will be able to call me mom and him dad. We're both incredibly excited and completely overwhelmed.

I thought I was going into labor yesterday morning for about half an hour. I had strong crampy feelings, and as soon as the first one occurred I was pretty sure this was it, but then they ended and it was clear that this was not it. I was thoroughly disappointed, but also a little relieved. I'm ready but I'm nervous. But mostly ready. Ready to look at her little face, to count her little fingers and toes, to see if she has hair, to find out how big she is, to cuddle her as much as humanly possible, to introduce her to everyone else including a very excited pair of grandparents and an aunt who is so excited she can barely contain herself, and for a million other little things.

Any day now will be absolutely fine with me. For Aaron too. As nervous as we are, we really just can't wait to meet our daughter.