"Is she really, really, really going to come?"

This is the question that Cloey asked me the other day while we were waiting for Katelund at the bus stop. No, she was not talking about Katelund coming home, she was referring to Hailey, who is now scheduled to come this Friday. That's right...THIS FRIDAY!!!! I laughed at her seriousness of the comment and then was overcome with emotion as I joyfully answered, "yes honey, she is really really coming." All though I have to admit that this question has popped into my head over and over again since this particular conversation. There is excitement and anticipation all in the air. It is always exciting to have a baby, but this time it is different. It's hard to explain, but it just is. This weekend we were at Sam's Club and Cory wanted to go look at the baby clothes (I seriously have to control him because he is SO GIDDY and he wants to buy everything baby that he sees). As we were all looking through the clothes and choosing our favorites, I ran across one that said on the shirt, "Mommy's dream come true". I just sat there holding it to my chest and cried.

I have four more days to get my house ready for company and a baby. I have got a lot to do, but the most important things are already done. Thanks to my sweet sister-in-law, amazing parents, grandparents, siblings, and a couple of close friends...I have my dream nursery all set up. Every new item that was mailed to me brought more and more tears of gratitude and love. It meant the world to me because with Clairisa I was finally going to get the nursery of my dreams thanks to my wonderful husband, sister, and friends who had been secretly working on it while I was in the hospital on bed rest. When I came home empty-handed, I asked them to lock the door to the beautifully painted and perfect nursery because I just couldn't bear to see it. A couple of weeks later, I was finally ready to see it. Cory took me into the most beautiful room I had ever seen. We sat on the ground and just sobbed in each others' arms. We ended up putting the girls into "Clairisa's room" because I couldn't stand the thought of it being empty. So to know that I finally have my long-awaited nursery, is yet another dream come true.

So as I anxiously await Friday, I am having a hard time wanting to do anything because I just keep walking back into her room and asking myself again and again with a smile on my face and an overwhelming amount of joy in my heart, "Is she really, really, really going to come?"