Here we are at June 16 – two months away from my due date of August 16. In my little world, I am the last man standing so to speak. I have one good friend here in Philly who was also pregnant with me, but she had her baby last week (in 1.5 hours no less) so now. . . it is just me. . .on the home stretch into the hottest months. What is my response? Make lists constantly – long ones, short ones, scratched-up ones and rewritten ones. My favorite list so far is one that breaks down my goals for each month of the summer with an accessory list to the side of it detailing the things that need to be bought.
In the midst of all this, I am making an extra effort to spend time with Lily – to squeeze out our last days of just us. I mean I know that I looked ridiculous chasing a tennis ball into the street for an hour yesterday, but Lily is really into “tennis”. . . so I toss and fetch. And I know that the little girl across the street was obviously laughing at me today as I did my bunny hops down the sidewalk, but Lily and I were playing “Mother May I” and bunny hops were in order. . .belly and all. And, yes, Rittenhouse Square is posh and picturesque, but Lily and I had to indulge in our favorite outdoor pastime. . .chasing (and I mean chasing) pigeons. Lily is so excited about her long-awaited, little sister and someday it will be as though we have always had little sister with us too. . .but when Lily gets older I hope she remembers now – and us. I hope memories of today will slip through to nourish her and encourage her.
