The last few days as the baby

I really thought she was going to be the last one.

After all , I have been having babies since I was 17 years old.

But God has a sense of humor I guess. And thought I needed one more.

It was not planned. But so few good things in life are.

I am days/weeks ( depending on who you ask) away from delivering our baby.

A baby BOY !

In the mean time it's bitter sweet with Myka. She is growing up. So not the baby anymore.

But a little part of me is sad to see her not be the baby anymore.

I had a crazy dream last night that I delivered the baby. By myself ,in my bed , while I was sleeping !

The night before I had a dream that someone knocked on our door at 3 am and he was driving a u-haul truck. 

Then all of the sudden there was a block party and my husband was beating the neighbor up.

I have no idea folks.

Crazyness invades my mind while I sleep.

As long as anxiety stays away I am good. I tend to get very anxious towards the end of my pregnancies.

Probably from lack of sleep ( i swear i sleep better with a new born baby then I do while pregnant) . When I was in labor with Myka I had awful panic attacks the whole time. I am praying that God gives me peace this time.God will. Because he is faithful . 

Off to go cuddle my baby big girl.