
Can you hear it? *tick, tick, tick* the clock is ticking out the baby countdown. 5 more days! Imagine, I'm doing my happy pregnant, but my back is killing me dance. I've got the mini-crib up and decorated in my best neutral-gender decor. Nope, I don't know if it's a girl or boy, but I do know that I will be happy to hold this little one in my arms soon. Anyway, I've decided to do it in a green, brown and monkeys theme. That gives me time to do a girl/boy thing later. We have the names picked out, baby clothes are washed, folded and stored away. I have a cute red basket filled with newborn diapers and wipes, and I bought 4 sage green canvas baskets to act as drawers that we're putting on a bookshelf. I think I am as ready as I can be. Except . . . can I really do this? I mean, go through labor, be a good Mom (after all I have a very hard act to follow with my big sister.) and be a loving, perfect wife to my DH Ben. Well, I pray everyday that this baby will be healthy and I will be able to be the best Mommy I can be.