39 weeks with child. YAHOO!

At some point in my elementary schooling, we had to learn sign language. I believe (Kelly correct me if I'm wrong) that this is how you spell Eva. Can you tell that I am trying to waste time? Can you tell that I'm getting excited? Can you tell that I look forward to Michelle Metzler's pool days so that I can get together to chat and spend a day in the sun with other mamas? Well, I do.

Life is always full of new events. New seasons in life. When Kelly and I were little kids we'd always play "college" and tried to imagine what it would be like to actually "live" with a husband. "So weird!" we would say. Next, we actually went to college ourselves and met the men whom we would actually get to live with. Alas, we have talked about what it would be like to have kids and now the time is here when we are both (how cool is that?!) pregnant. But, birthing a baby is still part of that reality that we have not encountered yet. It's inevitable. Yes, I will give birth to Eva, but it still feels so far away. Man, it's gonna be amazing.

A couple from our birth class who had their baby 2 weeks ago brought her in to show us and share their birth story. I was a bit teary eyed and overcome when I saw her long skinny legs and little frog feet. I am going to have a baby that has Brandon and my DNA. Will she have his green eyes? Will she have any hair? Will she sleep all the time like I did?

Patty Leach really made me think when she said, "I always thought I'd be a mom for the first 18 or so years, but I've realized you never stop." Not when they go to kindergarten. Not when they graduate high school. Not when they get married. And not even when they have their own children. Forever and ever a mama.