almost.

It's almost here. They're almost here. Now that it's close, it's really going to happen, the flood gates have opened. Every hope, dream, worry, concern, and anxiety that I have been pushing back, just in case, is coming forward. Two more babies. Two more loves, two more Ryders. How are we supposed to do this?  How am I supposed to love one more as much as I loved my first, let alone two at the same time?  How's my heart going to grow that fast, can it keep up?  Oh baby Angels, you have been loved since day one, by lots of people here and by an important One above. I can't wait to see you, smell you, touch you, know you're real, you're  safe, you're here. My arms are ready, my heart will figure it out.