Not too much longer

And I will finally be able to tie my shoes.
And shave my legs.
And paint my toenails.
And pick up a dropped object without almost throwing up.
And not cross my fingers every time I sneeze.
And sleep flat on my back.
And go running and move any speed that is faster than a waddle.
And FINALLY meet the little one responsible for everything I have been through the past nine months.

Oh little one, get here quick and get here safe. Mommy and Daddy are ready to hold you.