Each night I lay down in disbelief at the passing of another day where we still haven’t met this babe. Each morning I wake up to another long day of anticipation. Balancing here at the peak of pregnancy, I see both the past and future of our family: sweetest adventures as two, then our last four years as three and the unfolding of life with our fourth member. A full night’s rest is not taken for granted, yet still I wake often with only one thought in my mind… This heaviness is a person. This great round middle part of me will soon be presented as his own. What a mystery, what a gift. We can’t wait to meet you, little love.