Intellectual Defenestration

Counting down

We are now less than three weeks away from Amy's due date. The last, final rush to get everything ready for the baby has begun (one of several reasons why posting has been pathetically sparse).

The experience is still surreal. It's as if it was happening to someone else, and I'm just watching, slightly bemused. Of course, I'm not the one with a baby kick-boxing my internal organs.

And, for the record, childbirth classes are very useful, but kind of weird. Any time terms such as "mucous plug" are thrown around on a regular basis, for example, it becomes a little unsettling. Just a little.