Nine

Ahem, nine days.

Yes, I said NINE DAYS.  That is a single digit number of days left, you guys.

In nine days, I will have three kids/my last kid/a daughter.

I'm far more nervous than I think I should be after having already done this three times.  I'm more nervous about having Vivian than I was before I had Gavin and was facing the journey into being a single mom to two kids - one being a newborn the other being a super active three year old.

I didn't do this with the boys - maybe because they are boys, but I have spent a substantial amount of time reliving the day I went into labor with Anabel over the last week.  That, I think, is what is causing the bulk of my nerves.  The fear of something being wrong and her being taken from me.  

I'm not trying to turn this into a sad, weepy, woe-is-me post.  Just being honest.  Also?  I ask you guys to pray all the time, so you shouldn't be surprised that I'm calling on you again.  I ask that you please pray for Vivian to be healthy and whole and to live a long, happy life.  

I'm not sure how much more I'll be posting until she is born.  I have a lot of stuff I have been procrastinating about (as I previously mentioned once or twice).  So, I imagine I will be pretty busy for the next nine days.

If you don't hear from me until after baby day, I promise baby pictures in that post :)

Wish us luck!