S is for Stella

You knew it would be!  Amy is officially 31 weeks pregnant here on "S" day!  We have 8 more weeks until our scheduled C-section.  8 more weeks to prepare the house, prepare us, prepare the boys, pack, and countless other things.  But 8 more weeks until we meet her.

I'll be honest though, as excited as I am, I'm also nervous.  I mean the last time we had a baby I was a lot younger.  A lot less busier.  I think I've forgotten the feedings in the middle of the night, the diaper changing, and the crying.  Yikes!  We'll be outnumbered Amy and I.  It'll be 3 against 2 and the odds are finally in their favor!

But I haven't forgotten the moment you first hold them, the cute clothes, the way you can just stare at them.  I haven't forgotten the cuddliness of a baby, how they change a little every day, how unconditionally you love them from the start.

All will be fine when she arrives I know.  She'll come and turn our world here upside down with her pinks, purples, bows, and lace.  She'll have me wrapped around her little finger, Daddy's girl, weak to the powers of her cuteness.  Yes, I think the excitement far outweighs the nervousness (although it is still there).  8 weeks.  Wow.  And that's assuming Amy doesn't go early as she did with the boys.  But who knows?  This entire pregnancy has been a roller coaster and has been different from the previous two.  Maybe the delivery will be the same?

I'd originally hoped to have a brand-spanking new picture of Stella to accompany this post.  I thought I had it in the bag since Amy had her 30 week check-up this past week.  Turns out it wasn't an ultrasound check-up.  Bummer.  So, I've gone through the pictures we do have of her and I've made a collage.  I'm sure there will be plenty of pictures of her soon enough though!

Stella!

All is well, with only 8 weeks to go, in Drosche Land.