It's Baby Day!

I cannot quite wrap my brain around it, but it's finally here. In about an hour's time I will be checking into the hospital to be induced and will, hopefully, be meeting my son within the next 12 hours or so. 

I'm both terrified and excited, while in a suspended state of disbelief. I've just never really allowed myself to "go there," at least not in many, many, years. It's been a decade of "one step at a time" and living moment to moment, trying to just make it to the next milestone. 

The last milestone is here, friends. 

Today I'm thinking of all of you. Those who've crossed over long before me, yet stayed and supported me through it all. Those who are waiting with me, whose own special days loom within the coming weeks/months. And most especially, those of you who, like me, wonder if you will ever get the chance to parent. 

I can't make any promises. I sincerely hope your journeys end as mine (fingers crossed) will - with the fulfillment of your dreams, in whatever form that takes. 

These last nine months have been a roller coaster of emotions. Being able to carry a healthy child after three losses has helped to begin a healing process that I never thought would be possible. I try to think of everything my body has finally done right (without any input from me) as I contemplate just how in the hell this is going to work! Birth is scary, y'all. As much as we've been through to get here, I'm in uncharted territory now and I'm more than a little nervous. 

I will try to update soon, but in the meantime, I certainly would appreciate any good vibes/mojo you could send our way. 

It's time to rock n' roll!