@ 39 Weeks

I've been working on a video using the camera Monica bought me for Christmas. It's about three and a half minutes in length, so click on the play button, and enjoy! The film indicates a little bit about how much we have enjoyed being able to watch the growth of this little child from outside his realm. It's funny -- I've been talking with my friend Josh a couple of times recently, and he said he was in the same boat when his daughter was born not quite a year ago: while you can hardly contain your excitement and anticipation for the arrival of your little one, you can see already that you'll miss "the belly" a little bit, too. It's mostly because it's been so fun, so entertaining, to watch the belly and imagine Peanut changing and growing over the last nine months. You can sit around do virtually nothing for hours on end and be endlessly entertained by the anticipation of the next punch/kick/roll that, despite your expectation, is always surprising. Incidentally, the music in the video came from a cd that Josh and Shelly gave us: lullaby renditions of that great Irish band U2.
So the anticipation is just growing, really. The doctor said on Friday that she thought she'd probably see us again this week at the regular appointment (scheduled for Friday), but that you never can tell. So we wait. It's funny, the waiting. Until stuff started "happening" it was a patience-based waiting game, but suddenly they tell you "things are starting to happen," and the game changes. You are no longer waiting patiently; suddenly you're playing an odds game in your head: when, where, how will it all go down. Pretty fun. Any day now. I'll keep you posted...