*C-section moved to THIS MONDAY*

We had a doctor's appt./sonogram at 1:45 this afternoon. What we thought was going to be just a normal doctor visit asking questions, a sonogram, scheduling one last appt. and leaving was in no way what happened! Overall, the sonogram looked really good. Tristan's heart rate was 142, he now weighs 4 lbs. 13 oz., the fluid in his brain is still the same "little" amount (which is great news!), he is measuring right where he should, however his stomach has basically stopped growing and has now fallen 6 weeks behind and my fluid levels are extremely high. With the combination of the last 2 things the doctor felt as though we needed to move up my c-section to THIS MONDAY, December 3rd at 12:00 noon in hopes that getting Tristan here and giving him some nutrients (sugar water, etc.) it will help build up his strength instead of waiting another 2 weeks and possibly losing him. As you can imagine, all of this last minute information was a little overwhelming, after all I'm a planner - to the extreme, and last minutes changes are very hard for me to adjust to but I have quickly learned since August 15th that on this journey I have had to take it one day at a time and I was again reminded of that today! As we left the doctor's office Trayc and I were both on our phones quickly calling all of our family members and letting them know the change in plans. I did really good until I talked to my sister, Kim, and then I honestly just broke down and started crying. She said, "Sister what's wrong?" I said, "I don't know, I don't think I'm ready, this is too soon, I don't think I'm prepared". Being the strong, sweet pillar of strength she has always been, she said, "Oh sister, you are prepared, you are fine, it's just a little change in plans, but look at it this way, you'll be holding Tristan on Monday and this is what we've all been waiting for, this is the best thing for him, it's going to be okay!". Drying up my tears I said, "I know, I know". (Thank you sister for always being there to lift me up). She's so right, I will be holding Tristan on Monday and I am so excited about that. I finally get to hold him in my arms. I realize that the part of me that is a little scared is because of the uncertainty of the upcoming days and know this is normal, as I have talked to several girls going through this that have felt the same way. I am so thankful we have made it to today, we are 37 weeks and Tristan is still alive, this is a miracle in itself!!! Please pray for us as we are quickly approaching the birth of Tristan, that the peace we have felt the past 3 months will continue to be felt these last few days of my pregnancy, that we will not allow the "fear of the unknown" to overwhelm us and especially pray that Tristan will continue to remain strong because we're almost there!!!