counting down...

So, I've returned to realm of sometimes getting incredibly sick when I eat. Most recently this occurred while out for a birthday lunch on Easter Sunday with a good friend, her family and Guy. Nothing like dashing through a crowd of heavily-perfumed ladies fresh from church and still wearing corsages to plummet into a ladies room...oy vey.

But, other than that, things have been pretty good. I'm feeling more movement and in different places in my belly. It started out as mostly low and on the left, but now he seems to be flipping around more, trying out the space, wiggling here and there...

Less than three months now...what will he be like? What music will make him smile? What will soothe him? What will irritate him? Will he love the cats and dogs? Will he like to lay in the hammock with me during this summer? (I hope so--I can so see us snoozing in the big purple hammock under the trees, Luci at our feet, Guy digging away in the garden and Diggy Dog loping around and barking.)

And will the Universe cooperate so I can take a full three month maternity leave? Oh, I hope so. I want to savor these first months he's here--all the months, really--but I don't want to cut our time together short. The idea of figuring out how to be a mom, and spending a summer with my husband and child, seems very succulent indeed...