While Mum says reassuring things like, "You've made such a lovely, warm, cozy home for this little one; he or she is just not ready to come out yet," Dad offers helpful comments such as, "Well, what are we going to do today besides freezing to death and waiting for babies to be born?" He asks me "when I'm going to get my act together and have this baby so he can book a plane ticket back to Austin, where the temperature is higher than Fairfield's combined temperature for 3 days?" If you'd like to read more about Dad's running commentary on the weather in Connecticut, feel free to do so here. Or a follow up email to an email I sent out to my family the other day about the background music at breakfast which consisted of Jack and Lilly on the drums:
So we wait. And wait. And wait. Mum does more laundry and cooks and cooks. Dad offers his insight on the weather and baby names (where his current favorites include Gloria, Bernadette & Roxanne for a girl...) and Jim keeps hoping that he won't have go to work tomorrow. This baby is already shaping up to be a true third child.
|March 17, 2013|
Our last day as a family of four?