October 33, 2010

On Sunday, Oct. 31, I joked to Krista that tomorrow (Nov. 1) would be renamed "October 32." Given that line of reworking the calendar, today is Oct. 33. We're doing this because it doesn't totally seem real that we will most likely meet BugBear in the flesh before this month is over. While this is not the actual end of the pregnancy, reality is slowly but surely setting in: we are going to be parents...soon.

In the immortal (and undoubtedly intoxicated) words of Chicago Cubs announcer Harry Caray, "Holy cow!"

I have contacted a few professors at my school to see if they could cover my classes for the days/weeks around the kiddo's birth, and for the most part, my colleagues have been generous with their acceptance of the invitation/request. It will be weird to be away from the classroom and students for a little bit, but this is probably one of the best imaginable reasons to skip out on work.

We have constructed a list of possible dog-sitters, and are very grateful to have family, friends, and neighbors who are willing to help out.

What's left to accomplish? We're putting the finishing touches on the Birth Preference Plan, seeing the midwives on a weekly basis, composing a list of things to pack for the "big day(s)," and attempting to plan for those sorts of things that cannot be planned for. In short, we're expecting the unexpected.