Ready for baby

The bag is packed. The crib is ready and baby closet is stocked with clothes.  I am ready for my last baby to arrive.  This is a special baby.  One we didn't plan for and weren't expecting.  One Heavenly Father chose to send us when things were really hard.  We've struggled mightily with a name because how do you name a special baby who obviously has important things to do. 

I had a dream the other night he was a girl.  I gave all my newborn girl stuff to Rachel.  If he turns out to be a girl, he'll have no clothes.  My mom said she'd quickly remedy that if it happens.  I love my mom.  She is the person who will drop anything to be there for me with no excuses or hestitation.  I don't know what I'd do without her.

I've been so miserable lately.  In lots of pain, lots of contractions, and fierce heartburn every day.  I've been throwing up through the entire pregnancy.  Threw up this morning and yesterday morning.  I'm so glad to not be pregnant anymore.  But I will miss feeling him move inside me and falling asleep with Tige's hand on my belly. 

I'm excited to hold my last baby.  And I get to do it tomorrow morning.