18 days until we meet Chapman!

I cannot believe the time in closing in on meeting our third son Chapman Mills Morrison. I dreamed of this baby for years before we finally got pregnant and now I am just a few weeks away from finally getting to hold him! My leave is set and my c-section date is scheduled for 10.11.12... Gotta love that date! I am planning to go back to work the second week in December giving me a solid 2 months to bond with Chapman and heal from the c-section. I really hope I can swing into things as a mother of 3 who works full time. There will always be a part of me dreaming of the alternative life where I stay home and just be a mom and wife. I think my house would be cleaner and maybe I would be a little less stressed... maybe. I don't know. My life is the working mom and while my job is certainly not a dream career where I make loads of money, I simply cannot financially afford to NOT work. So there you go. I do what I must because my family does come first. I am just hoping that I am able to find a new normal with my three sons and no one suffers for adding to our family. The funny thing is I feel I have just gotten accustomed to the whole 2 boys in school routine... you know homework, bathtime, bedtime, wake up and get out the door time. My boys are thriving in school and I could not be prouder. Both are taking karate and loving it. Cullen is thinking BoyScouts but Matt and I am not really sure about that one. We don't have the time to volunteer w/ it and I am not ok with him going and us NOT being involved. My thought is the only way to protect my boys from predators is to be 100% involved in all their activities... For us that means if we ourselves aren't present one of our parents will be. Anyway. Life is FULL and there is so much more to come! I am so happy to be alive and living this life. I feel blessed to have my dreams of being a mommy fulfilled. Will we have more kids every? I don't think so. I feel that desire is being met with Chapman and while we didn't get our little girl maybe that is just God's way of telling us that we were simply meant for a house of wonderful boys. Blessed and thankful. That would be me!