The waiting game has begun. I always wonder how it’s going to happen this time around. Will my water break? Will I start feeling contractions? Or will I wait til week 41 to see you? like both of your big sisters. Whatever way it is, I can’t wait to meet you. The last weeks are the ‘worst & best’. The waiting, the excitement, the anxiety. So much has already passed, I keep telling myself: I am patient, I can do this! The good news is, in less than 2 weeks I will meet you. Even if you decide to make me wait til the last possible minute, your time on the inside is coming to an end. I love you more than words can say baby boy, it has been a joy carrying you.