I showed up to work - against the (possibly better?) judgement of others who said I should stay home.
Not only did I show up to work, but I prepped for my Board meeting (which will be this evening at 6 pm...so I still have some time to go and I'm all set!).
I took one last phone pic to commemorate the many times I've stood in front of this office mirror to admire/gasp/stand in shock and awe??? of my growing belly. (And really, can you be done now?)
And I sat and my desk and thought how lucky am I? I have really had such an awesome pregnancy and now I'm mere hours (I'm feeling optimistic, kid - work with me!) or at most a few days away from meeting you...and I am already so blessed.
So blessed by the times you've had dance parties with me - yes, you have greater odds of liking Beyonce than any other male child I know - what can I say...Love on Top has kind of been our song? You like da'beats, mon!
So blessed by the many times you reassured me that this pregnancy was here to stay - and oh darn it, look I'm crying as I write this...but really it's like you KNEW when you needed to move or even - make me sick - to know that yes, yes - you were still there and you were healthy and growing.
So, thanks. Thank you my Little Dear, for keeping me such good company over these last 40 weeks. I really, really, really cannot wait to meet you.