Am I really?

Am I really going to have a baby in a few months?

Seems kind of obvious, right? I mean, my stomach is getting bigger, I'm nauseous and sensitive to smells, I've been to the doctor, I've seen the ultrasound, I've heard the heartbeat and yet it's something so life-changing that I just can't help but wonder - is this really happening?

It's such a natural-yet-absolutely-foreign concept just how much my life will change by the end of this fall. It's fun, exciting, scary, and sobering.

God definitely knew what He was doing when he made this a nine-month process... (I can say that at 5 months :) )