… the biggest day of my life… the biggest day of Kelly’s life… the biggest day of our baby’s life.  This afternoon we are going to the hospital to start labor induction.  Most likely tonight, or sometime tomorrow morning, she will be here, and I will be a dad.  The next post from me will be to say that she is here, and will hopefully have a picture.  [:D]  Please keep us in your prayers that everything goes smoothly and that the baby is born healthy and without any issues or complications.

Now that the hours remaining to check in at the hospital are in single digits, I’m finally starting to get…  I’m not sure what word to use to describe it.  Nervous? Anxious?  Excited?  Overwhelmed?  All of the above? 

To this point, it’s been pretty surreal for me, mostly because this has been an unusually busy year for us aside from this whole “baby thing”.  But this morning I woke up at 6AM and it’s all I can think about.  “I’m going to see her little hands tonight.”  “I will hear her cry tonight.”  “I will get to hold her tonight.”  Don’t tell anyone, but I’ve even cried a little… and she’s not even here yet.

That is so unlike me.  In so many ways.  I’m normally too analytical to flat-out say that it’s a “she” without clarifying that it’s still not 100% that she’s a girl.  I’m normally too analytical to say that it will be tonight, when neither I nor the doctors have any idea how long the labor will take, assuming Kelly actually even starts labor this evening.  I cannot remember a single time in my life where I cried over a good thing — I’m not one of those “happy cry” people, because “crying is for sad things”.

But here I am, with tears in my eyes, saying to myself, “I will hold her tonight.”

Today is the biggest day of my life.