Might sound a little dramatic but that’s how I felt tonight.

We celebrated a beautiful Easter dinner with The BF’s family tonight, plus TC and Brother.

My brother in law said a toast, followed by, this will be our last meal together before the baby arrives. I can’t tell you why, but that comment really threw me.

It’s something I myself would have said – – I think in these terms constantly — pre baby, soon to be baby. But this one just got me.

The entire time I sat there I just kept thinking, this is it. I’m DOING THIS. HOLY SHIT I REALLY AM going to DO THIS. 

I hardly feel right comparing this moment to Jesus, but allow me to indulge just a tiny bit here … because surely, he had to have had his own, holy shit this is going to happen, too kind of moment. I think the difference is Jesus, being the badass he was, was so Zenned out about it all and had no resistance, therefore his holy shit lasted about .2 seconds.