Green. With Leaves.

It's been quiet the past few weeks. I guess things seem to go more slowly when you're waiting for someone to arrive. 15 weeks and counting. Right this moment, that feels like a really long time. Wonder what she'll look like. Green. With leaves maybe.

We went to see the doctor again Thursday. She's growing (the bean, not the doctor) and is very active (see Giant Bean Hands). She's about 13 1/2 inches tall, and weighs about a pound and a half. All is well and healthy. Lately, every once in a while, a 2 second video of the whole birth thing flashes inside my mind and I know my face is wrought with disbelief that I'll do okay welcoming the bean into the world. For now, I just continue to cram those thoughts back to the farthest corner of my mind and focus guessing what body part just shark-swam past by my belly button.

As we wait, babies are appearing in record numbers amongst our group of friends. With each arrival Jason and I share a sigh of relief, happy that everyone is okay, excited to see how life will change for them, for us. I imagine we'll have no shortage of sound advice and small people to play with in the coming years. Suddenly I'm glad we stayed in Lakewood for a whole new set of reasons.