NOAH!!!

We have a name. It was easier than I thought it would be. We had decided early on that we would give the baby a first name and keep his African name as his middle name. I wish I knew who named him though. If I had to guess I would think that the woman who took care of him after his mother abandoned him. But either way, I think it is really important to keep his African name. It really is part of who he is.

Now the pressure game begins. Hubby and I are preparing our 2 minute drill. We have about 3/4 months before travel (I hope) and we have a kitchen to finish remodeling (installing cabinets, countertops, tile floor, and paint), a den to remodel (painting, new ceiling, and hardwood floors to install) and a nursery to finish (sanding drywall mud, prime, paint, and floor to install). Then we have trim work to finish throughout the house. Can it be done?

And on top of all of this, I am preparing for my first child. There is shopping to do, registering to do, showers to have, travel plans to make--decisions to make interms of travel. It is so overwhemling. I can't stop looking at his beautiful face. He is going to be a heartbreaker. Oh I can't wait to hold him and smell him and feel him warm my heart. I am so in love with him, it is like he has always been my child and it hasn't even been 48 hours yet. This is amazing. I can't even imagine what it will feel like when I see him in person. Oh My Gosh. I....