Tomorrow Sonja will be ten weeks old. At some point, I suppose, we will stop counting weeks and start counting months. If the other ladies at Mommy and Me yoga are any indication, the time is coming soon. It seems like everyone with a baby older than four months refers to her childâ€™s age in… Continue reading This fleeting, precious time
Two new photo galleries over at the Image Mine, covering Hilary’s graduation ceremony, further adventures with Don & Jane, and scenes from daily life with Sonja. And this, our first Sonja video: To download this video, right-click this link, and choose ‘Save Target As.’Â There’s another video in the gallery, too.
So we’re in the middle of Week 39 now, rapidly cruising towards D-Day. It’s funny how everyone treats you like a bomb that’s about to go off when you show up to things a few days before your due date. When I went to a friend’s dissertation defense yesterday morning, people seemed astonished: “You made… Continue reading Waiting for kidot
Waddling home from the Supreme Shop-n-Bag last weekend, B and H encounter a panhandler in a wheelchair. P: Hey guys, can you help me out? B and H: Sorry, not today. P (observing the waddle): What’re you having, hon, a boy or a girl? H: We don’t know yet. P: Oh. But when it comes… Continue reading Umbrage
To balance out the sunny sweetness of my last entry, here are some thoughts on a less life-affirming aspect of late pregnancy. When introducing his pregnancy journal below, B reports that nothing much has happened to him during this nine months of waiting, but thatâ€™s not strictly true. Granted, he hasnâ€™t acquired stretch marks that… Continue reading Losing sleep (and ta’s not even here yet)