When I was at this point in my pregnancy with the girls I remember being so excited to meet the girls. I spent hours thinking about what they would look like, what their personalities would be, who they would become. This time around, while I am totally excited to meet him, I feel like we are taking our time a little more.
I guess we realize that this is the last pregnancy and this will be the last baby. Because of that we have to slow down and take it all in. We now know that we will survive the sleepless nights. We are capable of having a life with kids in it. All of those anxieties from the first time around don't exist with a third child. I find that part of it just delightful.
I feel like this time around we get to use our wisdom and experience and try to enjoy it a little more. We also have the wisdom to know just how fast it all passes by. That in the sleepless, exhausted haze you can almost forget the smell of a new baby. I refuse to let that pass me by this time around.
So I am totally ready to meet him but I am also very happy to enjoy this moment, before he is here. I know that soon I won't be able to even remember what life what like without him.