Lucky thought of a question that Short Sammy's story had lodged

into one of  her brain crevices.  She figured she had so many 

crevices and wrinkles, almost all of them filled with questions and

anxious thoughts, that if you were to take her brain and flatten it out

it would cover a huge space, like maybe a king-sized bed.

from: The Higher Power of Lucky

by: Susan Patron

Today was another day for reading, waiting, sipping tea, reading, waiting, speculating on just how much Anna has let baby Ben 'drop,' reading, hiking up to the Taggert Student Center to hunt for the ever illusive slice of homemade cinnamon bread.  More reading, more waiting.  


Highlights of the day:


Hearing baby Ben's heart beat strong and vigorous and full of life.


Seeing is believing-- Anna has most definitely dropped BB in the last 24 hrs!  Ready are we! In position is he!!  (there have be a few other tell-tale signs, unspoken here, but known by all that have passed this way before them)  Lets get this show on the road!!


My Amazon book order arrived today!! Yay!!!  another book to entertain me!!


As I sat in the cafe' of the Student Center and enjoyed some people watching, I wondered to myself, "how did I look when I was plowing my way through these very hall all those years ago?"  Did I hold my head up high with at least a smattering of confidence; where I could look others in the eye and smile or nod? Or did I shuffle through looking at my feet not wishing to be noticed? Im fairly confident that by the time I graced Utah State, I did indeed posses enough self - esteem to appreciate my surroundings and fellow students, enough to even go out of my way to look for connections with them.  I loved my years in college!!! At times I even miss them.  


The sun has been shinning brightly in a blue sky today.  It in no way resembles a typical Logan winter in any way, shape or form.  Anna says its a tender mercy from God just for me.  I'll take it!!! And Im grateful!!


Each night we go to bed later than we planned, thinking that this will be the night.  For some reason we have been conditioned that labor begins in the nocturnal hours.  I do indeed go to bed hoping that this will be the night that our sleep will be disturbed by those gnawing, rhythmic aches deep within, signaling the beginning of the end of a long and enlightening 9 months. That this could be the night that we meet Benjamin. 
The "exist strategy" has been planned.  We each have our responsibilities and duties to get Anna to the birthing center in a timely fashion and in complete comfort and peace.


Anna has prepared, practiced, studied and put her all into being prepared for the birth experience she has envisioned for herself, David and baby Ben. I have loved answering her questions about bathing, breast feeding, and sleeping schedules.  We've enjoyed discussions about parenting styles now labeled with such titles as,  "attachment parenting" and "parent directed care."  We keep telling her that her natural instincts will kick in and to not worry about things that have no need of worrying.  She's going to be a fantastic mom!! She has been surrounded by wonderful examples of women who love being mothers; she has life experiences that she learned on her mission. And now she also has the added blessing of Davids confidence and encouragement as well.  

MAYBE TONIGHT!!???

.PS- if you are scratching your head about the photo for this post....a few friends have endearingly nic-named David and Anna as Thing One and Thing Two!!  You'd get it completely if you have had a chance to see them together. te he