Anxiously Awaiting

I'm ready Baby Boy!
Sure there are always things I could be doing. Never is there an end to the tasks that need to be completed before I should really say that I've got all my ducks in a row.  That's just it, my son, I will never have my ducks in a row, so come what may, I'm ready.  My house is still messy, my to do list is still long, my attention is fragmented in a million different pieces and blowing in just as many directions... but I'm ready.

I'm ready to see your shiny new face, all red and wrinkled, innocent and worry free.  I'm ready to hold your tiny body and marvel at the intricacies of your fingers and toes and eye lashes.  I'm ready to share you with your impatient siblings who have big plans for watching out for you, and dressing you, and talking to you and rocking you.  I'm ready to drink in your new baby scent.  I'm ready to watch you sleep by my side and to comfort you when you wake, always humbled and amazed that I have everything you need. I'm ready to hear your unique sounds, yes even your squawking new baby cry.

Just days away now, yet it feels like forever as you kick and squirm at me from inside.  Are you as impatient as I am?  I'm ready, to get started, to do what I was made to do; to be your mother.

Though I'll never have all the loose ends tied up, I'm ready when you are little boy.