It's funny how many things in our lives become part of a running count. Birthdays. Anniversaries. Number of speeding tickets we've received (and that's a 0 for me folks! knock on wood, totally just jinxed myself). So I'm excited to finally be able to say that after 5 1/2 years, 4 losses, 4 'regular' doctors, 1 (excellent) specialist, countless tests, medications, and meltdowns, and I don't even want to know how much money...we are expecting 1 little girl who gets to start her own count somewhere around June 8th of this year. We are so excited I don't even know how to express it well in words. At the bottom of my blog is a ticker that is (you guessed, right?) keeping count of how long she's been baking, and how much longer till she's done. Jon sometimes is inpatient, he asks if we can turn the heat up in the oven and get her done faster, but this is one countdown I'm happily waiting out. One miracle baby, coming right up!
