As of today, I'm (officially) one week away from my due date. Although 99% of people think this is a boy, my sister and the waitress at Canter's think it's a girl. Melissa thinks we know and are keeping mum about it. Not true. It'll be interesting to see who's right. It'll also be interesting to see who in the baby pool has the closest date guess. The earliest was for today (sorry, Denise, it's not looking too promising for you) and the latest is for October 13 (and that one's not gonna be a winner either - jumping jacks will commence long before then).

In anticipation of the birth, we're making a big ol' pan of lasagna and a monster iTunes playlist. Don't tell me we aren't prepared!

Labels: anticipating, Bean