Micah and I have had our first official end-of-the-road panic attack! It’s hard to believe that nine months have passed this quickly. We have the nursery all set up, money set aside for maternity leave, and have read all the books available in a 200-mile radius. But even still, there’s something to be said for the realization that this-is-it. Once this baby is born, there is no “sending it back” or “wait, I’m not ready.” At that first cry, we become parents and our lives are changed forever.
It’s a very scary thought. Being here now, I understand why Mom said that you pray more as a parent than you ever did before. Especially as a new parent. It’s the only way to get through each day.