Ready.

I'm 37 weeks pregnant.

37 weeks!

It's gone by so quickly, in all honesty. And I'm grateful for that, because let's face it, nine months is actually a long time-- especially when you're pregnant and hormonal and fat and tired and yucky-feeling and everything else that comes along with it. (don't get me wrong, it's a wonderful blessing, but, it's also a lot for your body to go through... you know what I mean).

I know this baby will be here before we know it, that these last couple of weeks will fly by just as quickly, especially with everything that is going on in our lives. And while I'm so grateful for how quickly this time has seemed to pass, and while I'm certainly trying to enjoy these last couple weeks as a family of four before a new little one enters our lives and completely changes everything... I have to say, I'm ready.

SO ready.

I'm ready to have room on my lap for my daughters during prayer or story-time.

I'm ready to hug my husband from the front, nothing between us, and REALLY feel wrapped up in his embrace.

I'm ready to eat a slice of pizza without fearing the dreadful heartburn that is sure to follow.

I'm ready to be able to bend over and pick up something without looking (and feeling) like a sumo wrestler or something as equally ridiculous.

I'm ready to wear normal clothes (hello, adorable spring fashion!).

I'm ready to sleep on my stomach or my back-- ah, how I miss the comfortable sleeping positions!

I'm ready to do the "things married people do" without such difficulty. (what can I say, I miss my husband!)

I'm ready to wear cute shoes again (my feet are like ballooooons!)

I'm ready to work out! This booty needs to get back in shape, for sure.

I'm ready to not have to pee every twenty seconds.

I'm ready to have the energy and desire to do a full day's work, and to be the kind of wife, mom, and homemaker I really want to be.

But most of all, I'm ready to meet my daughter. To see little Rosalie for the very first time. To hold her, and kiss her soft baby head, and have her tiny fingers wrapped around one of mine. What will she look like-- will she have blue eyes or brown eyes? Hair or no hair? Jeremy's nose or mine?

I'm ready-- ready to welcome this new little person into our family and fall in love with her, to watch her little personality develop as she grows. I can't wait to see Emma and Annabelle with their little sister, how they will love her and care for her. And I am so looking forward to seeing the man I love with a brand new daughter who will wrap herself around his heart and claim it, claim all our hearts, in her own unique way.

Just as these two adorable girls have already done.

I can't even tell you how much Emma and Annabelle love their matching "Little Miss Giggles" shirts. Just putting them on brings out the giggles in my girls. (totally worth the $1.38 I paid for them :)