9:00 AM

It's 9 AM, September 25.  Just hours or days before the newest babyroachwentzell is born.  Things here have settled into a slow pattern of anticipation.  Every time Beth makes a sound of distress, I immediately ask if it's the real deal, or if it's just pre-pains.  We're all anxious to meet the new baby, and to start our journey as a four-person family.  I know it'll be tough, trying to balance Yvie's needs with the new baby's needs with Nobbit's needs with my needs, but we can do it.  Obviously it'll take some finessing, but if the new baby is anything like the rest of us, we will be able to work something out.  One of my only worries is Y's jealousy.  She has exhibited signs of jealousy before, with her toys and her parents, if other children are playing with them (even if she isn't).  I know it's a totally normal thing, but it still worries me.  I want to make sure that both children know that we love them, and that we'll be there for them.  Even as I think the worries, though, I remind myself about how accepting Y has been about the new baby, ever since we told her one was on the way.  And she's has been so good with her excitement about the new baby.  She talks about all the things she'll teach the baby, even some things that she doesn't know yet...

The house is ready, the family is ready... we're all ready.  Now we're just waiting for the bat signal, the call to action.


Any time know, I just know it.