Keep Hibernating

At our first midwife visit last July

they told me that I was due the second

week of March.  I pictured the tiniest of

buds being on the trees, those little purple

and white flowers beginning to poke their

heads out of the ground.  I really never pictured

a winter wonderland, but here we are.

I guess it's striking something within me today
because my Mom Mom predicted that he would
be born on the 5th, citing that the full moon would
bring him into this world.  Maybe it will, but
I would prefer that he hibernate a bit longer,
if only because getting to the midwives in this
weather will be a nightmare.

But babies don't care about things like traffic
or road conditions.  They arrive exactly when they are
supposed to. So we'll see.  For now I'll just
hide out in the house, maybe make a
big batch of pierogies and play the waiting game.