Lists

I am an avid list maker, to the point that I have more notepads and post-its than a Staples store along with pretty much any brand of pen known to man.  With that being said, over the last couple of months in preparation for my little man's birth, I have made list upon list, everything from baby products to how I wanted his closet organized.  Yes, I said it, how his closet is organized.  As my mother and I were at breakfast this morning I realized I have completed every task on every one of my lists, and then I panicked.  As of yesterday, my "little man" at 34 weeks is 6 lbs. 9 oz. and in the 94th percentile for growth, the doctor advised me that if he doesn't come on his own by September 21st that they will induce me.  I've always known he would be here and I would not be pregnant forever, but now that his due date has been moved up by three weeks the real reality is setting in.
Growing up I knew what I wanted to do with my life, what my purpose was, and it was to be a mother.  Don't get me wrong, I know there are going to be times that I am going to want to rip my hair out, but I also know that I have been blessed with a precious gift and I will never take that for granted.
Although I have completed my list of tasks in preparation for his arrival, I'm sure my days of list making are far from over!