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Days, not months...

Ok, so its officially 15 days to my 40 weeks due date, and maybe 2 sleeps or 9 sleeps to a scheduled C-section, yet, I am so calm about this.

We did the very last minute things on Friday, our camp cot is set up in our bedroom, the angel care monitor is charged and set up, we are all systems go.  Now, if little Luka will just turn into launch position, I will feel much better!
Tomorrow morning at 08:30 we will be going for a scan and some major decisions needs to be taken.  On the one hand, I want to meet Luka and introduce her to Liam and get to know this new little person.  On the other hand, I want Luka to remain safe and snug for the next 15 days and arrive on her own schedule, I do not want her to feel rushed at all.  So to say that I am in two minds...

Liam is seriously excited and cannot wait to meet Luks.  He has it all planned, he is just waiting for her and getting a tad impatient.  He keeps telling her that we have a room, toys, clothes and dummies.  He cannot see why she will not come now, he is ready. 
This morning Gerhard tells me that it was on the news, two kids burnt to death, one was 2 and one 3...they found the two bodies wrapped around each other.  It makes my head hurt and I literally feel a pang inside my stomach when I hear things like this.  Good grief I would die if something has to happen to Liam, heaven forbid it happens to two of your kids.  Makes you appreciate them so much more.  I cannot imagine how any mother would cope after two of her kids die, with their arms wrapped around each other. 

I sure hope Liam and Luka will really love each other.  My sister and I really love each other after some years of turbulence, we are close, speak often over the phone, she loves Liam and I am sure she will adore Luka too.  I love my brother too, but due to an eight year age gap, we really do come from different sides of the coin.  

So Liam, Luka, I hope when you read this years from now that you two really love each other.  I will try my utmost to ensure that the two of you love each other as much as I love you.  I will never play the two of you off against each other as that breeds discontent, I will give my love to both of you equally, I will give earthly goods as and when I can, equally.  Just love each other, its all that we have at the end of the day. 

Till tomorrow when I will know when Luka is coming. 

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