This.

Lucy Clare was born on July 16th at 1:03 am. I want to make an entire post dedicated to our birth story, but right now, I am too enamored with the little bundle of love sitting on the couch next to me. I never knew you could love something this much. I say a prayer of thanks every time I look at her. Amazing love. This was 9 months of waiting.

And it was worth every second.

Babies are a great way to start people.

So...tonight is my last night at home as just me and Scott. Tomorrow night Scott and I will walk into Flowers Hospital to bring Lucy Clare into the world. I am teary eyed as I write this because I am a bundle of emotions. From scared, excited, worried, nervous, joyful, and should I say scared again... I am sitting here feeling LC roll around in my belly just praying everything goes well. Everything is ready for her homecoming. Her room looks amazing, clothes are washed, house is picked up and cleaned. Looks like on the outside we are ready, internally I am not sure how ready we are! (no turning back now though!)

I look forward to hearing her first cry, to counting her toes and fingers, holding her, and seeing a transformation in our little family. What a blessing it is that God lets childbirth happen!
I sit here in the quiet, knowing that this time by myself is short, that my days of being selfish are over, and that my life will never be the same.


And that is so ok with me.