So here I sit only hours before we head off to the hospital to begin again. I don't know what this wild ride of birth will bring with it but I'm as ready as I'll ever be (Translation: not ready at all).
It seems that at moments like this I should be able to write some very introspective important words. Yet I can't. All that is really going through my head is "I hope everything goes well." And what does that really mean? I guess it is things like: Healthy baby, healthy birthmom, emotional healing and applying loads and loads of unconditional love.
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