Tomorrow is the big day!

I guess I am nervous, but mostly excited.  I feel that he will complete our family, and I'm also loosing a part of myself as I get my tubes tied at the same time!  So I feel a little sad that the pregnancy era is over. It's been a wonderful 10 years, or so of being pregnant on and off, so what if what should have been one last pregnancy gift became so uncomfortable?  I'm really ready.
Will I log my breastfeeding?  Probably not!  But he will eat, and grow, and just like the rest, he'll be beautiful, and look like Winston Churchill!
Pictures will be taken and videos galore.  Family will be there, and hopefully more. Welcome to the world, Theodore

There was an old woman who lived in a shoe...

You know the story. She had so many children, she didn't know what to do... Well, four isn't too many, is it? For a 35 year old? I just feel old. Ten years ago, at 25, I was so excited that we started 10 years earlier than my mom did. She was always older than the other moms at my school. But now that it's me, I guess it's going to be ok! It has to be! But I was an only child, and I always wanted lots of kids. My husband is the youngest boy out of 5, so he's used to a large family. Now with lots of cousins, my kids are used to the big family too, and we are truly blessed that many of them are close to us, and we get together often.
When I look in the mirror, the gray pops out at me, and as I send the older kids down to the walk-in basement to play with the 3 year old, I wonder, what am I in for? Is it just that I'm tired from this pregnancy? It hasn't been an easy one like the first two. The third had a few things, like a breach baby and a c-section, but this time, with a month left, I could hardly walk and he (it's a boy) was so low, he feels like he's falling out, so I'm on bed rest. Feels like house arrest, though I'm grateful for the rest, so I'm starting a blog!