We are under 12 hours.  It's the 9th inning.  4th and 1.  [Insert random sports analogy here].  Suffice it to say, it's crunch time.  Shalen is filled with nerves, but I remain, as always, a cool customer; at least, on the outside.  Inside I am a terrified father-to-be.  My insides are roiling, unsure of what tomorrow brings.  All I know is that in the morning, I will be the happiest man on Earth.  I can't wait to walk through those doors, hold the most wonderful woman's hand at her most vulnerable, and together, we will get to see & hear our daughter for the first time.  I can't even begin to describe what it feels like to know that tomorrow, and forever after, I will be someone's father.  Someday, my little girl will call me "daddy" and my heart will melt.  It already belongs to her, to Riley, and to Shalen.  I love them all very much, and I look forward to every moment I get to spend with them.
Anyway, by the time most (if any) of you actually read this, I will be a proud papa.  If you want to keep tabs on us, I will be posting pictures & comments everywhere my geek mind & my iPhone can think of.  The best place to start is to the right ---> follow me on Twitter (@larsenpl), add me as a friend on Facebook, or just keep checking in right here.
Well, good evening to all...tomorrow is going to be amazing.  Thank you all for your support, thoughts and prayers.