Then we had the chance to run to the hospital and spend the evening with our first nephew, Oliver!! Oh my goodness, he’s precious. As I was holding him, I had to remind myself several times that it would be bad to kidnap him and run away! His mom and dad probably wouldn’t appreciate that...
And then, the next day, when I was hanging out by myself just rubbing my ever-growing belly, I got a little teary eyed thinking about holding Oliver and how much I couldn’t wait to hold my own little guy! Ever since finding out Baby’s due date, I’ve been fine with the 9-month plan. But holding Oliver really squelched any patience I had and made me wish the next 4½ months can fly by so I can hold my son!
It’s still kinda crazy to think we’re gonna be parents and have a son. But then at the same time, it’s also crazy realizing how much I love him already!! Oh em gee, I am so obsessed with babies.
