So, I guess in the process of pregnancy I have left the "ooh exciting!...except I'm going to start getting fat" stage of the journey and am entering into the "Oh Crap!" stage.
On Sunday we sat behind a whole bunch of middle school aged girls and they were loud and rambunctious and distracting and that began my thought process of..."what if that's MY daughter in 12 years!" It's scary, but I think also important, to realize that we (John and I) have only so much control on who this little person is going to become. Obviously we can be good parents and teach him/her how to make good decisions and the fruits of the Spirit but their personality is totally up to God. I personally, am very fond of my own personality...so I would definitely not complain if my son or daughter had a very similar personality...I think it would work out well. But I also realize that most likely that is not the way it's going to happen. So this week, I'm working on being excited to see who this new little person will become, and specifically excited that he/she won't be an exact replica of me or John, because there's enough of us already in the world.