I’m still here. (I would add “obviously” to the end of that sentence, but in this day and age, I could easily be in a hospital bed, furiously typing my blog entry between contractions. I could also be writing memos for work and purchasing last minute Christmas gifts on eBay. I would likely have my Bluetooth on and have my half-caff, triple nonfat cappucino — light froth, please — on my bedside table. Thankfully, I am not that plugged in. When I am in the hospital, you will not hear from me. (You, may, however, hear from Husband as my proxy, although maybe not. We’ll have to wait and see if he’s inspired. That’s the nice thing about living 0.5 miles from the hospital!))
Baby is appreciative of all of the blog comments she has inspired and thinks they’re amusing: “Ha ha, people really want to meet me, but I don’t want to come out. Make me! Oh, but I do want to meet Auntie Amy and Auntie Caroline, and I know Daddy only has a few days off of work, so I’ll try to be good…. But I do so like all of this attention.” If only she knew how much attention she’ll get once she’s actually HERE!
We’re having an excellent snowstorm today. There’s an old wive’s tale that says storms, with their varying pressure systems, can cause women to go into labor. Ahem. Okay, I’m ready. Note the picture above (although ignore my dumb facial expression) and try to tell me that I’m not bursting at the seams.
We received an excellent package from godparents Carrie and Dave yesterday. Carrie has been working on a blanket, which I knew about, but it totally exceeded my expectations. This thing is a work of art. And the size of it! No wonder it has taken her 5.6 years to complete:
She’ll be able to use this one all the way through college. I can’t believe the number of lovingly-made gifts this baby has received. We feel so lucky!
Also in the package from Carrie and Dave was a light-hearted book that made me guffaw out loud (gol?) more than once, so I included some excerpts here:
