Should I Be Scared?

The time for you to turn our little twosome into a family is rapidly approaching.. Daddy and I have no idea what we have gotten ourselves into! I have to admit, there is a little fear in me.. deep down. But for what, I am not exactly sure.

It isn't that I am afraid that we can't provide for you, I have no doubt in my mind that with some simple personal sacrifices of our own, you will have everything you could ever need. Is it a selfish feeling that I will have to truly grow up and set aside all the 20 something fun I have become so accustomed to? I don't think so. So I guess I am not really sure where the fear stems from.. but what I do know, is that it is completely normal - and when the day comes that I get to meet you for the first time, I know that nothing else in the world will matter.

Oh, there you are...

It's been a long time since I have actually written anything I would consider "blog-esque". The days of Xanga have long since expired and I have, for some reason, decided to start a new blog.

Where to begin... I don't really know.. how about.. we just start with today.

I saw Maddox (my unborn son) move for the first time today. At 23 weeks pregnant, I have been feeling him for a couple of weeks now.. but his movements have gotten strong enough to where I can see them on the outside.. It's like every day that passes.. something new and exciting happens and this just gets more and more real. I never thought someone I haven't even met yet could make me so happy..

Daddy and I can't wait to meet you.

You are already the sun and moon to me.