Crazy times for the baby scrapbook

As we get ever closer to bringing a baby into this world, many crazy things are happening that will be seem unreal when we retell them later. Politically we are on the threshold of a very exciting and scary period of history. I am ecstatic to be living in a city where I stumble upon things like this on the sidewalk:

But I am also aware of the fact that we live in a progressive bubble.

I am now on maternity leave, with the baby due in roughly 3 weeks. I have been reading baby books ferociously, sleeping well, eating blandly and trying to move albeit slowly. When I swim at the gym, I am convinced those walking by must wonder if there’s a human turtle in the pool with a halterneck bathing suit on. With the exception of a few things left to do in preparation for the birth, we have accomplished a shitload of tasks. All baby clothes, linens and towels have been washed, the hospital bag is mostly packed, cloth diaper service has been initiated and all classes have been taken. Max made the crib tonight and my heart soared when he was done and we put it against the wall. Now things feel just that little bit more real.

I am still sleeping well, and having vivid dreams about nothing that makes sense. Last night I dreamed that I saved Ben from drowning in a pool. And last month I apparently said the following to Max when he came to bed:

And my last bit of exciting news is that I finaly got a new laptop. The old one has been slowing to a grinding halt over the last ten months, but I have been avoiding dealing with this at all costs. Max finally sat with me and had me create a list of all my dream functions for a laptop, and then he helped me built it online with Lenovo. This new gem, whom I have named Sassy, arrived from Hong Kong today, and I am already blogging from her tonight. So this is a good sign.