Coming to Terms with Coming to Term

So Sara and I went to the midwife on Friday for our every other week check-up only to realize that on Sunday, December 7th we'll be 37 weeks which is considered full term. It's an odd thing when they tell you the baby could come anytime now...What do you mean anytime - I thought we weren't due until the end of December?

Sara's confident she can "go the distance" which is lucky for both baby and I. For one thing, the baby seems perfectly comfy where it is and for another I'm still just mentally prepared for a Dec. 28th or later delivery.

We spent the weekend recovering from Tryptohpan and getting the nursery ready. All in all it looks pretty good. Diapers are being mailed to us as we speak and then, well, we'll just sit around waiting for the little one to make is debut.

It sort of like waiting for the Oscars, you know someone is going to win but you don't know who. We know it's going to be a baby but we don't know what sex it is. We're both pretty sure it won't look like a gold statue, though it might weigh as much.

And the winner is....stay tuned!

About a month to go...

We have just over a month until we get to meet Baby Mazursky, and we can hardly wait. Sara's belly grows on a daily basis and we are almost ready for the little ones arrival. Sara's friends threw her a baby shower a few weekends ago and between them and the soon to be grandparents they have made sure Baby Mazursky will want for nothing - and will be very stylish to boot!

Obama Baby

Just to set the record straight...prior to popular demand I will not be asking for medication to stop labor to ensure Baby Mazursky is not born prior to January 20th at noon. Unfortunately Baby Mazursky will have to come into the world and have George Bush in their baby book as current president. But, let there be no mistaking, President-elect Obama will also be written in, including a full page essay on how amazing and tranformational this election was!

And we can guarantee that the whole family will be on the Mall to get front row seats on the 20th. We've already written to all of our senators and representatives trying to get on lists for tickets to inaugural balls and the parade. We might just show up...who is going to turn away a 2 week old baby for god's sake!

Superman and the Flying Nun

Errol and I ressurected our tried and true costumes this year to hand out candy to the neighborhood kiddies. Black certainly must be slimming because none of the parents commented that I was actually the pregnant Flying Nun...either that or they were too horrified for words! We have just over 7 weeks until we get to meet Baby Mazursky and some days that feels like a lifetime, others we are both in shock at how fast the weeks seem to go by.

10 weeks to go

This weekend we hit 30 weeks and Errol's belly continues to grow...as does Sara's. This weekend we also celebrated Rose's birthday and carved pumpkins with Mason and Cadyn. When all the votes were cast, Mason clearly had the best pumpkin!

Twins!

No, we aren't having twins....but Dalasi has a twin from his littermate that he got to play with this weekend! We attended a fundraiser for the rescue we adopted him from. This is him (on right) and his sister Zuzu (on left). We were talking with her owner on nature v. nurture (a debate Errol and I frequently have in relation to Snapper) and it seems in the case of the canines nature won out in most respects. They have very similar temperments, habits and playstyles. It was so cute to watch.

We also hit 29 weeks this weekend and the belly continues to grow at an astonishing rate...I guess only astonishing when you have to lug it around though! We have started to clear out out office to convert it into the nursery and get some of the things done around the house that we have been meaning to do..Errol loves it! Thankfully, we have still made time for lots of hikes in the woods and have been enable to enjoy the amazing fall weather we have been having in Maryland.

3 Months To Go!!

We only have 3 more months to wait until we get to meet Baby Mazursky. The baby is growing at a perfect rate, heartbeat is a healthy 140 beats and the kicks are getting harder and closer to my ribs each and every day!

On another happy note, Errol and I celebrate our 3 year anniversary next week! We plan on having a crazy celebration of purchasing a new bed and going out to dinner. Wild and crazy, I know...

Baby's Best Friend

Keeping up with the swimming/kicking theme Baby Mazursky has going on these days, Dalasi decided to get into the mix this weekend at the annual Greenbelt Pooch Plunge. Our outdoor pool closes at the end summer and before they clean it there is a fund-raiser where the neighborhood pooches get to swim and go nuts! This year there were about 60 dogs.

Although Dalasi is an avid swimmer (the muddier the water the better) Sunday was the first day that he actually jumped into the pool from the edge instead of just wadding in. We were so proud! He swam and ran for about 2 hours non-stop and had a blast.

We are very curious to see how Dalasi reacts to Baby Mazursky, but both of us are convinced he is going to love him/her instantly. We are also convinced he knows that I am pregnant b/c he is gentler around me and only rough-houses with Errol. He also doesn't pull me down to the ground when lunging for rabbits anymore...he saves that delight for Errol only!

mmmmmm bacon....

Guess what? I got the ok to eat bacon! No seriously, Sara said it was ok to buy it at the store, and guess what it's not fake bacon either - I'm talking full fledge swine-side none of that turkey stuff. I know what you're thinking "this guy is off his rocker" but I'm not. We haven't had REAL bacon in our house since oh, about 2002 and that was actually because I mistakingly took someone else's cart at the grocery store and didn't realize it until I was already in the check-out line.

The other nice thing about Sara giving the OK for bacon is that we're finally out of the "I'm hungry but all food makes me want to puke stage." For those of you keeping score at home, but have never been through a pregnancy that stage lasts about 4 very very very long months.

Yippee - here's to meat!

Labor Day

Labor day weekend marked 23 weeks for Baby Mazursky. It also marked the end of summer and a slew of fun events with friends. A Nats game on Friday, house-warming on Saturday, birthing class and introduction of the "ring of fire" on Sunday (could have done without that) and the long awaited Jimmy Buffett show on Monday. We had a visit to the midwife on Tuesday, and ironically for the first time in my life, I am unable to gain weight at the rate expected. The baby is growing perfectly though so all is well but I still have "orders" to eat as much as I possibly can.