I got so much paperwork done yesterday it's not even funny. We really just need our dearest notarizer, Nathan, to notarize the two documents and we are done. Finished. Smooth sailing from here on our, right?
It's crazy weird how I vacillitate between numb with excitement and numb with fear. I was like this with the other two as well. With T, he was my first, so there's always those feelings of losing the life you've come to know, etc, etc. With your second, you're always wondering how in the world you could love this one as much as the first or if you had enough love for the two of them. With the third, it's a combination of those two and realizing we're outnumbered. No longer can it be a "you take one, I'll take the other" conversation. It's a little intimidating to think about.
Though as my last two experiences have taught me, no matter how hesitant I am to believe this child will be loved as much as it deserves and as much as I can possibly have, I know it will be true. I know I'll continue to love them all equally regardless. I know Zach and I will get used to working in a zone defense and continue to give each one some one-on-one time.
All that said, it still just about gave me a coronary when I was RSVPing to a wedding in May and wrote "5" as the number we would be bringing. Isn't "5" only reserved for my parents and their kids? Oh how quickly I've become my mother. :)