28 days!

Only 28 days to go... aka 4 weeks... until my 'expected date of confinement'. (Did you know that's what they sometimes call your due date? In reference to the old days when you were confined to your bed after childbirth...)

It's hard to describe exactly how I am feeling these days. I am very excited to meet this little person who has been rolling around, kicking, stretching, hiccuping, and performing all sorts of funny movements these days. Is there a boy or a girl in there? What will he or she look like? This little person, our baby- it's all very surreal.

Brian has a lot going on at school these days so in a way it would be nice if he or she waited a bit longer to make an appearance. You know, once things are wrapped up a little bit at the university for the holidays, and we have settled into Christmas relaxation mode. I feel like I am not quite done with this whole 'baking the bun in the oven' process and am quite content to wait at least a couple more weeks. They consider 37 weeks to be full term, so one more week till then, and after that I guess any time is fair game? But he or she will come when they are ready.. it's such a mystery! There are few other events in life that are so monumental but also so unpredictable? So, I'll just sit back and see what happens...

Also, Christmas is coming! It's starting to feel a little bit Christmasy.. we have been drinking eggnog and making sugar cookies and fruitcake (yum!).. and last week was the first Sunday of Advent so that was special. There is something meaningful about being largely pregnant at this time of year... maybe feeling a bit more sympathetic to Mary and her giving birth in a stable? The incredible thing of Jesus becoming fully human and coming to earth as a tiny newborn? Thoughts to ponder....