kris called monday afternoon following her ob/gyn visit to say the doc hopes, judging by her blood pressure spike, she can hold on until the following monday before inducing labor.
the ob could already feel the girl's head getting into position.this is, like, three weeks before we were expecting her. as she said in a text a few minutes later, "holy fucking shit."
i mean, here we are, our son is running us joyously, exasperatingly ragged.
our world is 180 degrees from where it was a mere three years ago
and now we're preparing to bring home a wholly different living, breathing, spewing, crying, pooping armful of needs and personality?
i didn't think our heights could get much higher, and yet we're commencing to take a flying leap to the next level.
if we didn't have any idea what we were in for before, how much more so after a new force is applied to an already dizzying motion?
the Lord watches over drunks and fools. we must be living proof. may He continue to do so. amen.
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