On her way.

this morning, morg hid my phone. by the time i found it, i had missed four calls (none of which i heard coming in).

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i missed a text too.

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all attempts to contact me were in effort to pass on a message of excitement, a message of informing, with anticipation, that the newest girly member to our girly, girly family was well on her way to arriving. (unexpectedly.) today. (days and days early.)

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by the time i finished listening to my voicemails, my heart was beating wildly. i may have even squealed.

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birth is, by far, the most exciting, unexpected, untimed, untamed experience in this thrilling, beautiful life of ours.

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it is blissful.

and exciting.

and full of emotion.

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even for people (me) miles away. (wishing i was much closer).

even for strangers.

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the beauty of the brand new is purely irresistible.

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it connects all, everywhere.

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my arms are so aching.

i simply cannot wait!

ps: you better bet when she arrives, pictures will be posted!

{photo credit: here}