Well here we are. This may very well be the last time I write to you as an inside-baby. With an induction looming for next week, it is hard for me to grasp that I will FINALLY get to hold you and look at you. Right now I feel as though I will always be pregnant. I peek in your room and feel like it will always look like that - nice and neat, everything in it's place with the same sheets in the crib because you will never come out, never get a chance to mess it up! I know I am SO wrong, but this has been both the longest and shortest ten months of my life! I feel like it was yesterday that it was December 26th and I was trying to breathe as I watched a pink line appear on the pregnancy test. So unexpected, yet so welcomed.
Your dad and I are as ready as we are ever going to be, and the stars all seem to be aligning for your arrival. Everyone is anxiously awaiting for you to make your entrance whether you decide to come on your own in the next 5 days, or we have to go in and get you. I would much rather you come on your own, but as we have all learned already, you are a strong force.
I promise you that it is way more fun on the outside. So PLEASE, pretty pretty please, I am begging you. COME OUT! Our bag is packed, the car seat it ready to go, your dad is feeling much better, GPS systems have been programmed for the hospital and as hard as it is, I have been shaving my legs almost every day!
I would normally say that you have one week until your due date here, but the doctor and I, we have different plans for you little nugget. 5 more days.