Dinner

As Libby comes to the end of her pregnancy, she's tired. My dear friend Rebecca (Thomas: "Love Bec... Love BEC") was nice enough to visit on the way through to Melbourne on Friday. We (all three or us) were pretty confident that the day was coming, if not that day. Well, it didn't, but it is close.

Today I spent the morning taking Thomas and the dog for walk. It took twenty minutes to get to the end of the cul-de-sac and I was beginning to think this was a very bad idea, but everything suddenly became warmer and Thomas, Banshee and me had a great time at McDonald then off to the big park, then the little park before we came back home.

Tonight we went to Dinner - Libby, Thomas, and me - and had a great time at Zefirelli's which has recently reopened after fire damage. We're now having a short break from the movie we hired to settle Tom to sleep. We hired "Hancock" and so far it's been really good.

So not much really to report on the LU3. It's coming, it's starting to make it's moves, but it's not quite there yet.

We'll keep you posted.

Maternity Leave

Libby gave up on work. Went there on Friday and just packed it up. So that must mean that the time will soon come where we welcome this little person into our lives. The obstetrician says everything is fine and if it turns up anytime now everything should be just grand.

I've given work the heads up that I'll be taking time off soon to bond - it's pretty busy right now despite all the upheaval going on there.

I feel a little bit guilty - the Thomas blog was far more involved and intricate. I hope this next one doesn't feel unloved because of it.

Perspective

Tonight I have bunked down with my little man Thomas. Libby is tired and she needs a bit of a break from the nocturnal behaviour of 'the first'.

As I surf the net and read the news of the world and wonder if there's an end in sight, I realise that my son's foot fits neatly in my hand and I am comforted that there is a little person in the world that depends on me. This little person knows nothing of world-at-large: his entire world view is framed through Libby and me. A human touch pulls everything into perspective.

Pretty soon I'll have four feet to choose from. I can't wait for that. We've already worked out names for a girl or a boy.

It's been a while since I've made a post here. I have been hyper focused on external things and I need to honour the notion that in a few short weeks there will be another member of this wonderful family.

That moment cannot come soon enough.