Less than 48 hours until my daughter is to be born, it just hit me. We're having another baby. I mean, I've known this has been coming. For some reason though, it just became real.
I've been covered up with projects at work. I've fixed up 3 rooms here at the house. I've been consumed with a construction project here too. Now it's all done and I'm here with nothing else to distract me. 9 months has withered away and we're about to have another human to keep alive.
I'm excited to meet my daughter. I'm relieved to see my wife not have to suffer through gestational diabetes. I'm nervous to see what adding another child to our family will be like. I'm scared.
Life is scary and awesome. I'm ready to stop being distracted and start focusing on the things that are important again. I have a feeling that baby Hannah will force me to slow down a bit.