There are so many ways

this could go wrong.

I'm so close to holding the baby that we ached for for almost 2 years.


God, it really has been nearly to years since we lost our Evelyn. Time does fly. I count myself enormously lucky to be able to spend this year holding my little prince, my love, my Quinlon.

I feel stuck in limbo. Tuesday marks 37 weeks. Full term. I don't feel like the end is near. I still feel... well, pregnant. Few contractions to speak of, no mucus plug loss, nothing, nada. I just don't know when or how it will happen and it sucks to be left in suspense. I guess that is just par for the course though.






Also, lemurs are ridiculously cute.