3 Weeks.

3 Weeks until the little guys arrives.

At my last prenatal visit my OB informed me that she was going out of town on the day I wanted to be induced, so she moved up induction up two days. Honestly, I can't complain, the sooner the better! But it still threw me for a bit of a loop. I'm ready to be done being pregnant, but I don't feel ready to have a newborn.

Nick and I have STILL not agreed on a name.

I don't have a bag packed for the hospital yet.

I feel like Elsa is still very much a baby. Although, we have moved her from the nursery to her new bedroom.

I have, however, FINALLY found anticipation about bringing this new little baby in to the world. I had a dream the other night, that I delivered the baby and Nick insisted that we leave the hospital, and the baby, immediately to go get some Sushi (this part of the dream was only slightly far-fetched, as Nick has constantly lamented the fact that he hasn't been able to have Sushi for the past nine months). Anyway, when I woke up I was left with the concentrated feeling of love that I had for my baby, and the desire to hold and be with him.

Not to mention I am fairly certain that after I deliver I will be free from the acid reflux that has plagued me 24-7, and the extreme aches and pains my enormous body has been suffering. All things to look forward to.
This pregnancy was BY FAR the easiest, in the beginning. But has also been the most difficult at the end.
I am ready to be done. And I have three weeks to tie up the few remaining loose ends.