Here we are, hours from the big introduction! I can't say I'm sad - she seems to be over this tiny space she's been stuck inside for the past nine months, and is spending every free moment trying to find a way out (which, in case anyone's wondering, feels...well, a little like you might imagine, as if a small animal is trying to dig her way out of your belly). Willy has been visiting since yesterday morning and just let us in on his heretofore secret blog, which upon very brief reflection sounded like a pretty good idea. And thankfully not requiring any technical ability at all.

It's so hard to believe, and it definitely still hasn't sunk in that in less than 12 hours we'll be parents. Should that be legal?? Yet to be determined. In a few minutes, though, we'll head off to the airport to pick up Momma Kibbe, which make it feel a little more real (maybe). We'll then finish preparing with a late-ish dinner and (perhaps) a "finger of brandy" as suggested by my midwife (I swear!!!). Maybe without the latter, since I just remembered how much I don't love brandy. By the time we log on again our tiny family will have increased in size by 50%...


Below: an early Eva, about 2 months before she's ready to join the world on her own. (And her vessel, looking much more svelte - I swear - than she does today.)