With two weeks to go until D-day (taking a month off work before Aidan's birth has been such a lesson in patience! but better safe than sorry) I'm finally finding myself thinking of the superficial things…wondering who he will resemble who he will act like and so forth…

I hope he is the best of both of us; like my love of laughter with his dad's love of learning, or my love of creativity with his dad's passion for honesty, he can skip his dad's "grumpy when tired-ness" and my "need to over analyse every little thing-ness" But honestly whoever he ends up being like, he is already loved…

Up to this point I just wondered "would he make it through another week"

I'm not saying it's a done deal,life is unpredictable to say the least BUT I'm finally truly excited, I look at his room with expectancy and that is a great feeling, even though I feel like a kid asked to close her eyes and hold her unwrapped Christmas gift for "just another few weeks" without peeking (the wait is driving me bonkers!) I'm happy because I'm finally at a place where Rob and I can look at Aidan's scans and say things like "that is definitely his dad's nose" , "those lips come from his mom" and so on… We don't care who is right or wrong, it's just such a relief to "live with 100% faith" so much so that I've cut the tags off most of his things (a big milestone if you have ever found yourself surrounded by baby stuff – without a baby)

So now here we are 2 weeks to go wondering about the silly things like who will he looks like and THAT makes me happy…

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