Loved and Blessed

I don't know when she will arrive. How she will look and how she will act. But I do know that I love her and I will do my best to raise her right. I have lots of hopes and dreams for my child and all I can do is love her and show her that anything is possible.

I know all I want to do is protect her - but she will get hurt. But that's all part of life. Getting hurt, learning and moving forward from that hurt. We will all be there for her and love her and show her the way. What she does with it, that is up to her.

I am scared. I am excited. I am already tired! But I know if I wasn't ready for this chapter in my life, then it wouldn't have happend. There are reasons why I am with Eric. There are reasons why Ava is our daughter. There are reasons why now. I don't know all the reasons, but God does. And that is all that matters.

We are down to single weeks, or double digit days to her arrival. I just hope I did good to bring her into the world. From the moment I knew I was pregnant I was scared to think that she wouldn't grow well or she would be missing some key element because of my surgery. However, from what we can gather from the last appointment - she has been growing well. She has been on target!

I am trying to figure out her schedule in my belly. But I can't. Right now I know that between the hours of 9pm-11pm is her prime up time. During the work day she is up and about. On the weekends she is sluggish like her mom! I know things will change when she is welcomed to the world. It's just fun to try and figure it out.

I can't wait for her to meet her family that has loved her from day 1. She isn't even born yet, and there are so many people praying for her and who love her. I have never felt so blessed.