A few of our friends noticed the blog hadn’t been updated on Friday, Saturday, Sunday, or Monday morning. Surely we must have had the baby by now?
Nope. No baby. Lindsey is still pregnant.
Next our son has to decide if he wants to be a Pisces or an Aries.

He wasn’t born on pi day, which would have impressed his math teachers.
The Ides of March are almost over, though they officially run through the 16th.
I’m voting for 3/17/2007 so we can forever serve green beer at our son’s birthday parties.

We just got back from the doctor’s office and here’s the 411:

• There is a good chance Lindsey will have the baby sometime between now and Friday.
• The baby will definitely be here by next Monday or Tuesday (41 weeks).

We’ll keep the blog updated as things progress.

Yesterday was the due date, but despite all the spicy food, long walks, and any other old wives tales that have been deemed safe, our baby still hasn’t made any efforts to come meet his family. Baby, just in case you were wondering, your mom and I finished up the nursery last night so if you were holding off until it was ready….consider it done. In a few minutes we’re off to the doctor’s office for a progress report.
One of Lindsey’s close friends, Jennifer, painted the letters. Last night we put them up and they look great!

Sailboats.

The airplanes took flight on Sunday evening.

It’s Saturday morning and our son is due on Monday. Sometime in the very near future we’re going to become parents and life will forever change. Lindsey and I are both anxious to meet our little boy and see what parenthood is all about.
Last night we watched Look Who’s Talking and ate some spicy Chinese food for dinner. We also bought an enormous amount of ice cream at the grocery store because both Lindsey and I are craving it at the moment.
On Wednesday Lindsey’s Mom arrived from Texas. She’s been helping Lindsey with last minute preparations. The ladies have been going for walks each day around the neighborhood. They also got pedicures together because “pretty feet matter and pampering feels great.”
Lindsey’s baby bump doubles as a convenient Americano tray while she catches up on some last minute reading.