One more thing I want to say...

In a half hour we'll be leaving the house in route to the hospital where I'll begin the induction process to have our baby girl. Hopefully sometime Saturday, March 19, she'll arrive.

We couldn't be more excited.

Or more scared.

But mostly excited.

And even more than that, thankful.

Bela and I prayed together just a few minutes ago, wanting to bring the next few days before our Provider and just say thanks and would He continue to make His presence available.

Last night I was watching my belly move in its strange alien way as she, the baby, fought for more room to stretch in my womb. I looked at Bela and said: remember when I was so afraid of losing her?

The first half of my pregnancy I was terrified she'd slip away from us.

And now, she's doing flips and somersalts (I know, not really, just feels like it) and I am so overwhelmed by this little life that my heart is bursting.

So, one more thing I want to say is that I am, we are, so thankful. It makes my heart ache, it brings tears, it brings me to my knees.

Sweet baby girl, still twirling in my womb, you are a gift. We can't wait to unwrap you and know you. No words exist, I don't think they will ever be written or discovered, to express our gratefulness for you.