Case of the Mondays

Well tomorrow is the big day. I'm going to have another son this time tomorrow (hopefully a lot earlier than now!). It's weird, there was never the same kind of feeling with the other kids as there is now. Noah was completely unplanned, but Luke and Hannah were. But this time, it's different. Maybe it's because Carrie is having surgery, or maybe it's because it's so definite. You know, with an induction, there's the whole load of variables that comes with labor. You don't really know when the contractions will start, how long it will take, all kinds of stuff are up in the air. But with a C-section...it's set. There's no guessing. The only variable is if they push our surgery time back. That, and if Carrie's going to get a single or double recovery room (aka I can stay there all night vs. I have to go home at night).

And just to add a twist to all this, Hannah is sick. Mean sick. Fever and runny nose and coughing. Poor sweet baby girl. She has a cute little squeal in her voice now, it just makes you want to lol. Hopefully she'll be better when it's time for Isaac to come home. Isaac. One more little one to worry about. Should be fun. God be with us.