I have decided that it feels like we are waiting for a bus being driven by a baby. The baby doesn't know where the clutch or steering wheel is, but is definitely waving its arms trying to get this thing moving. All we can do is sit and wait and hope that it hits the pedal soon. We had souvlaki for dinner, oh, Darlene is still here, has been here a week tomorrow. Been fun, but we felt a bit bored this weekend. Actually are now going to start making plans during the days - I am going to get Darlene to the MOMA tomorrow. We are both sure as soon as Nicole is home alone that is when the contractions will start. But ah well, making me realize that you can't drop everything for this, and that you just have to count on being able to get available soon. I could actually plan rehearsals and recordings and everything, and if I have to cancel, so be it. I wish I could talk to my Grandpa right now - he would be so excited. I would love to hear him laugh at me and say that I need to be patient, and that she is going to be so beautiful and smart. I am sad that Nicole never got to meet him - he would have loved her so much and she would have understood why I talk about him with such reverential words. I was thinking about the "announcement" email I will be sending once our daughter is born. I was thinking I should put something poetic into it, or humorous, and I realize that my desire for showmanship comes from him. He always had the right joke or endearing comment. I will have to have 2 youtube videos below:
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