Two Weeks and Two Days Left

I have been going crazy wondering when I will finally get to meet my precious little boy. It's funny because when I was a little girl, I was searching the house for Christmas presents around this time of year. However, no matter how many times I say a prayer or run around the house, this gift has a mind of his own.

I am so anxious I can hardly think straight. Every morning I wake up wondering if my Christmas angel will arrive today. Justin and I have everything ready, my bags are in the car, the baby has a closet and dresser full of clothes. Everything is washed and waiting. The baby monitor works and is on just incase we forget to turn it on when he arrives. The bassinet is beside our bed, the diaper bag is packed, the thank you notes are 90% done.

I know I should try to focus on other things like finishing my Christmas shopping and freezing homemade dinners, but I have a huge belly in my way. This weekend is Thanksgiving in the US, I remember being at work last year feeling so sad that I was away from my American family. Talking on the phone to the whole table wasn't enough, I promised myself I would go down this year for the holiday. Well turns out I will be having turkey tacos chez moi this year. I have a lot to be thankful for it really doesn't matter where I celebrate.

When you take time to look back at where your life has taken you, it is almost too amazing to comprehend. I am going to be a mother...I would have never placed a bet on that when I was a teenager. I know God has a plan for everyone and no matter how hard you try to plan out your own life, you just have to rely on the fact that someone somewhere is watching out for you. When I think back on my hopes and prayers when I was an adolescent it makes me laugh more than anything. Things like "Dear God please have so-and-so ask me out....please let me marry Prince William....please tell my mom to let me get a turtle tattoo...etc" Moments like that reminds me of one of my favorite Garth Brooks songs: "Unanswered Prayers" the refrain was "sometimes I thank God for unanswered prayers, you never know when you're talking to the man upstairs. Just because he doesn't answer doesn't mean he don't care..." Well I am so thankful that many of these prayers did not get answered: so-and-so turned out to be gay, Prince William has proven he knows how to keep a girl hanging and any tattoo would be an indescribable blob on this belly.

Last song reference for today. One of my favorite Canadian Country bands is a husband and wife duo, The Wilsons. They have three kids and I loved watching their reality show about how they attempt to balance their career and family life. One of the songs that they wrote was for their little girl that they had adopted, at the time they wrote the song they did not know if the baby would be a boy or girl. I urge you to look up the song with kleenex but here are some of the lyrics to marinate on. The song is titled "Mine All Mine"

WE HAVEN’T MET, BUT I KNOW YOU’RE OUT THERE
WAITING FOR ME
AND SOMEDAY SOMEWHERE I’LL SEE YOUR SWEET FACE
I’M NOT GIVING UP, I KNOW IT’LL HAPPEN WHEN IT’S MEANT TO BE
AND ALL I'VE GOTTA DO IS HAVE SOME FAITH 

CHORUS:

‘CAUSE WHEN YOU’RE MINE ALL MINE I’LL HOLD YOU BABY I WON’T EVER LET YOU GO WHEN THE LONG HARD SEARCH IS OVER BABY I WILL LOVE YOU HEART AND SOUL TIL THE END OF TIME WHEN YOU’RE MINE ALL MINE 

I’LL BE YOUR STRENGTH, I’LL BE YOUR SHELTER
I’LL KEEP YOU SAFE
YOU’LL LIGHT UP MY WHOLE LIFE WITH JUST YOUR SMILE
AND YOU’LL MAKE ME MELT, YOU’LL MAKE THE WORLD STOP
WHEN YOU SAY MY NAME
AND YOU’LL MAKE EVERY TEAR I CRIED WORTHWHILE 

I think every expectant mother, father and family feels this way. I can't wait to hold my little Gus.