End of an era

Any day now, we could be in the hospital awaiting the arrival of our baby boy. I couldn’t be more excited to have a son and the anticipation is growing with every moment.

Right now, though, I’m beginning to realize how precious these final days are with just me and my girls. It has been just me, Alex and our little Kennedy for almost two-and-a-half years.

I think back to all of the naps with her when she only fit into preemie clothes. Her first trip to Utah in the middle of winter, then back there again the next year where she took her first steps. Our road trip through the beauty of Nebraska and Wyoming. I think about how many times Kennedy and I have wrestled, snuggled, danced and played together. Watching her cozy up to mama on that sad day that she got so sick. It’s been just the three of us for a while. They tell you that it goes by fast, but they don’t tell you just how fast, or how serious they are.

We are closing in on the end of an era. It has been a time of immense blessing and one that I will never forget. But when it is over, I will welcome this little boy into our family with gratitude and unending love. The truth is, I can’t wait to see where our next adventure takes us.