Ok, I'd like to start this off by saying that my wife has been the greatest lady during the pregnancy. Even now at 39 weeks, she is considerate of me telling her that I need to work overtime, and that I have responsibilities with things. I adore how smart, loyal, affectionate and understanding she is. I love her so much.

That being said, I am at the finish mark of this pregnancy starting to think to myself "Ok, what did I miss." Everything we have been preparing for and doing is coming to the point where it's time to put it into action and I feel like I don't know anything at all. We have so much to do to prepare for our child, but that's going to be an ongoing task, I think. I am VERY excited to meet my son and spend the rest of his life helping him grow. I don't think I've ever been so excited about something before, aside from being able to wake up next to Mel.

I know I can speak for both of us when I say we are both ready for him to come. Mel is starting to feel the pains of having the baby weight in her tummy, and it is harder for her to move. I get really sad hearing what she is going through, but I see the light at the end of the tunnel and I hope it's worth it to her.

Everyone is starting to tell me "are you ready to be a daddy? Getting kinda close." It seems too casual and so near, but it still feels like ages away. I am definitely ready to see my son. I think I've been waiting for this day for my whole life, but I don't realize it. Everything I've ever experienced is something I can teach him, or re-experience with him. It's like the world is born again in my eyes. I am thrilled beyond words. I don't know if I'm going to cry when he's born, but I'm definitely going to be an emotional train wreck. Hopefully this is the last post I make on this page without my son in my arms :)

Been fun guys!