Well, today’s my due date, and my email newsletter subscription over at Babycenter is announcing that the “Baby Has Arrived!” which, as it turns out, is a little premature. Sir Monkeypants has pointed out, though, that my due date did fluctuate quite a lot between the 9th and the 10th, so I’ll give it until tomorrow evening before we get serious with the raspberry tea and the mowing the lawn.

We’re now in the zone where our parents are calling every day, sometimes twice a day in my mom’s case. That isn’t a complaint at all, though — I’m really happy they are getting excited. We had heard from other friends of ours with three that the third one, although you love it just as much as the others, doesn’t get the lavish attention and interest from the rest of the family that the first two did. I’m happy to say that that doesn’t appear to be true for this little one — both our moms are really excited about the event and are planning trips to come up and meet the new little one as soon as we are home from the hospital. It’ll be busy but quite nice to have their support.

In the meantime: today’s thunderstorms are raging outside, so we’re stuck inside playing PlayDoh and watching videos. So any time now, kiddo, would be good!