So little Briggs, you will be making your way into this crazy, beautiful, ever changing world tomorrow! Yep, that is right. TOMORROW. Your momma's blood pressure is, well...slightly through the roof and her liver is doing stuff that isn't errr normal? Soooo, tomorrow is the day. Unless of course this balloon that they inserted into my vagina sends me into fast labor tonight. But honestly little Briggsy, I'm so excited. And even though you didn't make it to the fabulous 40 week mark, I'm thrilled! Beyond words. I can't express really whats going on through my big head. Do you have my big head? Oh gosh...
As I sit here, restricted to the couch while your sister and dad play bball...I'm thinking about seeing your eyes for the first time and holding those little buns in my arms and changing diapers and being up ALL night, and knowing things are gonna be tiring, so new, different, crowded, messy, beautiful, funny...things are always funny with your dad around. How big will you be? Will you be a good sleeper like your sister or horrible? Will I be able to breast feed, what should I pack? Will I have to have a c-section? Is this balloon gonna come out tonight? Will you have a ton of hair? No hair? Ahhhh I'm just anxious for you BB. So very anxious. Will you fit into all your mini clothes?
After I told your sister (the famous Lulu) you were coming tomorrow, she said "REALLY TOMORROW? With a huge twinkle in her eye. Then asked if she could start a dog walking business over spring break. I kind of love that, she's not freaked out by you, she's thinking about her new business adventure.
So BB, see you tomorrow. I'll be the one with the newly bleached blonde hair and huge alligator tears rolling down my face. And let's not forget to mention the puddles of tears your daddy gonna spill. And don't take them the wrong way bubbs, those tears are pure, joyful, love tears....because tomorrow our world will forever be changed.
I love you.
PS. Bloggies, if you pray, I would LOVE all the prayers I can get.