so close....

We are now just a few days away from James' arrival.  Truthfully, although I am scared to death, I am honestly as excited as any pregnant woman is when this close to holding her baby in her arms.  I am ready to feel his skin and hope it's warm when I get the chance.  I am ready to find out what happens next in this sequence.

I have had many people comment on my "strength".  I don't feel so strong, but I do feel held up!  Thanks to my parents, husband, family, and friends for keeping me afloat through this drama.   The decisions I made to carry this baby to term have not been religious, although for many people it seems to be.  One thing I offer to anyone who reads this and may one day be faced with a similar choice - although it has not been easy to learn to deal with this situation, the time that I have spent with James in my life is irreplaceable.   Although James has a diagnosis that is not consistent with a "long and healthy life," we don't know what life has in store for him.  Will we share time with him for 20 minutes? 2 days? 2 months?    Who knows.  I guess we find out!

 

This will probably be my last post before "the big day."  When we are ready to share, I promise we will use this site to communicate any updates.