Just a few days to go...

I am just sitting here and listening to my new number one CD, Jimmy Needham, and wondering about the experience that is soon to hit me come Friday. Last week our doctor said we could pick a day and have an induced labor if we wanted. We chose to go to have our little baby girl this Friday. It will be Sept. 12, the date my husband and I were engaged and the date that is inscribed in my wedding ring. It was the moment I said yes to the rest of my life and a future that was untold, but at the same time known. It is rather similar as we are being introduced to another major change in our lives. Of course, we approach these changes with the strongest faith, understanding the change is a celebration of our love and also just another step along our path.

Everyone is looking forward to seeing our baby girl. The moment I am anticipating most is seeing my husband see his little girl for the first time. Everyone keeps telling me that having a child changes you. I have a strong feeling that the biggest change will be in my husband rather than me. I am expecting my husband to be the best dad anyone has ever seen. Of course, there will be mess-ups along the way, but I admire him so much and know that our baby girl will have the best. Not the best of materialistic items, but the best efforts of parenting, the best love, and the best relationships.

Okay, aside from the many thoughts running through my head about the upcoming delivery...

Yesterday, my husband impressed me. Usually, he isn't bold, doesn't speak up much. His personality tends to run along the side of a people pleaser. However, his father came over for dinner last night and before either one of them ate, they waited for me to get to the table and prayed over the meal. We want to instill the best of a spiritual example to those around us, so I was impressed by my husband.

The other day my aunt and uncle came to visit with me. Nothing real special, but it meant a lot to me since I've been at home by myself for the last few weeks. I'm glad they came over.

Our house is still under construction, but it seems to be coming together more and more with each glance. The downstairs bathroom is a mess, but after putting the tub in last night, it looks a little more together. There is a lot of work to do. My uncle said it took them a month to redo their bathroom. We have the bathroom and a bedroom to finish and then we'll wait for awhile or so to put all new flooring down. Once these major projects are accomplished, the inside of our house will be finished of projects...or at least to our knowledge right now. I love my house. I am very blessed to have this home.

Okay...I'm done rambling on. My husband should be getting home for lunch very soon. Until next time...