Occasionally I'm able to look up from the computer or stack of boxes and armoires and realize that we're about to have another child.
Today it really hit me as I was scheduling jobs for next week. "Let's see, we can move John Smith at 2:00 PM on the seventh, and...HOLY COW! WE'RE GOING TO HAVE A BABY THAT DAY!!!"
It's one of those common, everyday miracles, I suppose, but it still tends to throw a fist right into the gut.
So, the countdown is almost over. Next week, life changes again. Amazing.