I find myself wondering every day about the moment we’ll finally meet him. What will he smell like? What color will his eyes be? Will he have his brother’s blonde hair or our dark hair? Will he have Cole’s smile? My nose? Will he have Knox’s kind heart? Or Enzo’s spunk? What will his little voice sound like, and how will his tiny hand feel in mine? I dream about who he’ll grow to be, but mostly, I can’t wait to meet him just as he is.