On Thursday, when I walked myself into the hospital and took the elevator up to the 3rd floor...labor & delivery, I thought to myself, "I can't believe I am here again...too soon."
But then, I also still can't believe that I am still pregnant!
I still can't believe that I have a happy, healthy 3-year old who loves Christmas...and Christmas cookies!
I still can't believe we made it past 28 weeks...and might make it even further.
I still can't believe that I have a little guy singing "We wish a Merry Christmas and a Happy Two Year!"
I still can't believe that I left the hospital yesterday, with a baby girl in my belly, instead of in the NICU!
I still can't believe that I get to be home with my little boy, spinning stories of his "Super Family who help Santa save Christmas when all the presents fell off the sled!"
Guess if I have learned anything from this journey, I should probably just let go of the "still can'ts" and just...BELIEVE. Tis' the season!