You can almost feel the change in the air. The bikes are not flying around the neighborhood as often, the humidity is slowly easing, and the binders and note pads are now on full display at retail. Summer is slowing and in our house, that means good things. Nearing 27 weeks and the changes outside are being felt fully inside. Carpet, furniture, and new paint are coming to the house in the next several weeks as we have transitioned from maybe to buckle up, here we go.
Tiff is in that funny stage...one that we have not seen before. Picking up that paper off the floor has become an awkward balancing act. Her regular shirts now ride up in a very cute way on her belly and most importantly she is feeling great. I'm doing everything can do to make this a smooth ride here on out.
I've been ready for this mentally for some time but wasn't sure we'd ever get here. Honestly, I was resigned to the fact that we'd forever be 'that couple who couldn't have kids'. As if that is some strange disease. I was ready to face that music and had prepared myself for that next step in our lives. But with the great care from our doctor and his team, this dream is about to come reality. I am so proud of Tiffany for her determination. She has fought through so much to get here and I was simply a bystander on much of the ride. She's been determined and has earned every second of the happiness we are about to be blessed with.
E-I-G-H-T!?!?
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Eight. 8. Ocho. Anyway you say it, I don't like it. Eight definitely
removes any chances of being called a baby. Eight means going into third
grade. E...
13 years ago
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