I couldn’t sleep. Not a big surprise given that at 10:30am today I go in for a c-section and will come out with a baby.

It was strange when the doctor’s office called me a few weeks ago to schedule his delivery. Picking your child’s birthday is a very different experience than waiting anxiously wondering if today is going to be the day the little person you’ve been carrying for 40ish weeks decides to enter the world.

I’m sure everything will go smoothly with my delivery but it’s still scary. We also have so many unknowns ahead of us too – How long will he be in the NICU? When will they do his surgery? When can people even come see him in the hospital? When will I get to see him?

We are incredibly grateful for the number of prayers our family has received. Thanks so much for adding this baby (and his nervous parents) to prayer lists across the country. I know we are in good hands – both medically and spiritually. Those who know me well know I tend to be a pessimist (I prefer realist) but my overly optimistic husband has reminded me that right now, our boy needs all the optimism we can muster. 

In 4 hours, our boy will be here and we’ll start getting answers to the questions we’ve had for the last 20 weeks. More to come soon.