Thursday, April 17, 2008

Flying Calendar

We have a magnetic calendar on our refrigerator. It’s made up of four pieces, one for each week, so you can erase one week at a time and shift that piece to the bottom.

After nine long months, the weeks have shifted enough so that the new baby’s birthday is finally on that calendar. I don’t know which day it’ll be, but it is there all the same: the day we go to the hospital, the day baby is born, even the day we bring her home. It’s a strange feeling to look at that dry erase board and know that one of those days is going to be such an important one. We just don’t know which day it will be.

Our official due date is three weeks from today. But of course I’m hoping it’s sooner…


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