One Day

When things got particularly rough last week with our birth mom I started writing like crazy. It is amazingly therapeutic for me so I wrote a little something every day of the week to get me through. The posts may be a little jumbled, but here they are in all of their unedited glory. You get these posts this week while I'm snuggling my brand new baby boy. 

We go to the hospital tonight, and we meet Isaiah tomorrow.

I don't know what else there is so say besides that. Tomorrow we'll be parents. Parents. Not only husband and wife, but mom and dad.

I just sat down to write and drink my coffee, but I took one sip of my coffee and knew I couldn't do it. My stomach is already so nervous that coffee would totally push me over the edge.

We have a wine cabinet/humidor in our spare room and I always forget about it. I was lucky enough to find a lone bottle of wine in it last night. It was a desperate situation, really. But I decided I needed to get caught up on my thank you notes before the baby came, and for some reason decided I should do it and drink wine at the same time. I truly hope you're the recipient of one of those. I should probably open them all back up and check them.

I'm off to finish all of the last minute things that are left before we leave for the hospital. I can't wait to post Isaiah's picture. Our new life begins in hours. Hours.

Omg.