What you are to me.

Feeling sappy, and thankful, and grateful for everything I have on this day. Despite having a hard week on the relationship-front, I have a rockin' husband who I love like crazy. I also have a Mom and MIL, each of whom would do anything for me to help me through this. I have a handful of fervent supports who I have never met, but who are my welcomed and daily distraction as I chit chat with them online and read their blogs. I also have a one really awesome real world friend who I can still relate to. Our situations with pregnancy have been very different, but difficult and stressful in their own ways. She is the one real world friend, through all of this, that I could talk to honestly, who I could tell anything, and I knew she would understand. This same friend, Susanna, has finally dove into the world of blogging. Her blog is about her experience with an emergency, life-threatening birth, a preemie in the NICU and her experience as a lesbian mom. Go check it out cuz she rocks my world: I find myself a mother

What I am most thankful for is that I appear to be 35 weeks pregnant with a baby boy. One that I suspect I will soon hold in my arms. I can't believe I have made it this far. The house is a flurry with scurrying mothers and husbands desperate to finish the baby's room. Its current state: sanded plaster, craft paper on the floor and no trim. But DH got an unexpected day off tomorrow with the world series parade going right past the entrance to his building. I knew I liked baseball for something. So I am hoping this weekend is productive, perhaps even enough to get colored paint on the walls. After that, the dresser can go in and we can weed through the piles and piles of beautiful hand-me-downs we have received. I will post pics as soon as there is something worth posting.

In the meantime a few things for the boy...

Some winter hats I knitted...




What he'll wear home from the hospital...


Diaper covers my mother is making...