I am fighting some hormonal rollercoasters. Nine months is a long time, so when you are at the end, even though intellectually I know I am at the end, I don't quite believe it. I keep wishing I could just see Ben's cute little face, know when he will be here, just to convince myself that this is happening. So I did the next best thing- I looked at some pictures of Scott and I and tried to imagine which features he will get. I don't have very many infant photos but here we are at around six months-ish:
For the record, I think he will look like his Dad, which is great. But I am hoping he gets some dimple action.