We had our last birthing class tonight… I’ll miss it.  It was fun!  I liked learning about all that stuff.  This class has really made the fact that we’re having a baby hit home.  It’s made it all seem that much more real!  I was sitting there in class trying to picture this little person wrapped up with crazy dark hair sticking out in multiple directions (like his daddy).   So now I find my mind mulling over random questions or thoughts periodically throughout the day.   Like, “how is the whole working thing going to work out once Evan’s here?”  or “I wonder how paranoid I’ll be while driving in the car with him in the backseat and I don’t hear any noise… is he sleeping, or not breathing?”  or this one too ” I wonder who’s going to watch him while I’m singing on Sunday mornings during the service that my parents don’t attend.”  It’s all so random!  Life as I know it is going to drastically change.  Maybe that’s why my blood pressure was a little higher than normal at my last appointment.

I realize that I won’t be able to just up and do stuff anymore.  I’ll have to have time to prepare.  Getting up on Sunday morning 20 minutes before we have to walk out the door isn’t going to work anymore so I better relish it while I can.  Everything’s going to take at least half an hour of preparation, and that’s just for the baby!  Feeding, changing (clothes and diaper), packing a diaper bag, probably changing something else, putting him in the carseat… so much stuff that will have to be done!  Can you tell my mind’s been going at a mad pace? Not unlike a hamster spinning away on the wheel in it’s cage.

But all in all Evan’s an amazing gift that we’re being given.  I can’t wait to meet him and start being our little family.  I don’t know what the future holds, but God does.  I don’t know how we’ll do, but I do know that we’ll survive… that much I do know!  Even if it’s by the skin of our teeth or by the bags under our unclosed eyes at 4am.