Mothers Day.

I am very thankful for my mom... for both of them. And for my grandmothers and aunts. And for my friends moms who have helped me. And for the older girls in my life that I can look up to and learn from. And today has been... weird. Great, getting to see my family and hang out. And hard. Because I'm not a mom yet but I am so close.

I am 37 weeks. I know that I could have this little guy any day and I couldn't be more excited about it. I want him here. I want to hold him and feed him at all hours of the night. I want to snuggle him and give him baths. I can't wait to lay out in the sun and just stare at him. I can't wait to teach him to walk and talk. I can't wait to see him grow up.

But I am excited for the little everyday things. I can't wait to have him wake me up at 3 in the morning. To be able to pick him up from his bassinet by my bed, change him and lay him on my chest to feed him. To just feel him close to me. To sit there and be amazed at the life I have been growing and caring for in my body for 9 months.

He is the reason my whole life is going to change. And I am okay with that. I am excited for it. I can't wait to find that person I am going to be. A balance between "Chelsea" and "Mom". Sometimes I think that these last few weeks are going to be harder then labor. They are everyday. Me thinking about the things I can't wait to start with him. I feel him moving around, and I know I am going to miss that, but I think I am going to fall in love with him more and more every second that he is here with me.

I really just can't wait. I'm not scared or nervous at all for labor and birth and all that. I'm... excited for it. And I'm doing it all natural. No drugs. No needles. Just me and God :]
Prayer is always good. But I know how strong I am. I know I can do this. Because this is what He made me for.