We're having a baby!

Amidst the few complications that have come up with my pregnancy, I almost forgot: We're having a baby! He's not a broken object. He's a baby boy just like the millions of other baby boys in the world. But he's different because he's my child, my first child, and I'm gonna be his mom. And Isaiah is gonna be his dad. And we're gonna be a family and watch fireworks and open Christmas presents and find Easter eggs and eat too much Thanksgiving dinner. We get to find him a crib and bedding and a car seat and stroller. We get to play peek-a-boo and read bedtime stories and sing nursery rhymes. We get to feed him and dress him and change his diapers and do his hair. He'll probably cry and not want to eat all of his dinner before dessert. He'll probably wet the bed and leave the house without telling us where he went and forget to do his homework. Maybe he'll ask for candy in the grocery store check-out line and I'll have to tell him, "We can't afford that candy and it'll spoil your dinner anyway." I hope he has crazy curly hair and looks like his daddy. (Isaiah says he'll come out with red hair and freckles.) I hope he sleeps 10 hours every night and takes 2 hour naps during the day. I hope he loves sports so we can watch BYU football and the NBA playoffs together. I hope he's cute. I hope he will one day understand the love his parents had for him when he was still unborn. We hope he's not in pain right now. We hope we're making the right choices to help his future be as successful as possible. We're having a baby!