I Ain't No Prairie Momma...

In Brandon's famous last words, I guess I would've been "one of 'em who died on the prairie". This statement is backed by two instances: Lydia's breech position, and now my body's apparent ignorance when it comes to taking the next step in making it possible for this little guy to make his appearance. So, we are scheduled for a c-section delivery tomorrow morning.

I am learning to accept this fate and all that it entails. But I am also confident that the time has come, especially when Lydia has been heard proclaiming on a regular basis that "Mommy's body hurts". Guess the little ones are more perceptive than we think...

Good news is: Tomorrow "he" will be here. So, check back soon!!!