Like a meatball…
It’s July 2nd today…
This date is not so significant in itself- it’s not my birthday (yet! the 7th); it’s not Canada day or US Independence Day. I didn’t get up to too much today, other than some cleaning and organizing and random things preparing for an exhibition I have coming up in September…Oh, and a quick show down on Granville Island as part of the Jazz Fest happening right now. But none of this is really that significant.
BUT, if you recall this post, the significance is that I have now completed month 5 of pregnancy, and am exactly 4 months from the due date of this little Peanut. And let me tell you- I’m getting out there. My belly is unmistakably pregnant. I’m tired, a lot. The baby is kicking, also a lot. A crib has arrived in our household, (thanks to a generous friend), but it’s kinda freaking me out to see it here already. Well, I guess this is why we get 9months to percolate to prepare for the change. But what is the intense, almost overwhelming feeling I’m experiencing? Oh right: Imminence.
And adding to the fun? I seem to have lost a significant portion of my functional brain cells out my ear somewhere in the last week. I think the ant infestation we are experiencing had something to do with it. I believe my brain cell crumbs have been carried off and are now being used to feed a growing colony of creative, silly, ant-lings… Much to the chagrin of their mothers, no doubt.
For now, me and D-man will continue to enjoy our last child-less summer, and watch in amazement as my belly continues it’s outward journey. Lots of travel and camping planned for this entire month- the highlight in July is a week in TOFINO!!! of surfing, sand, and camping with some of the greatest people on the planet. Gotta figure out the sleeping situation, as I’m not sure a thermarest will suffice. But really, I’m most looking forward to walking into the surf shop and seeing the look on the clerk’s face when I try to squeeze my meatball into a wetsuit.
Good times ahead.












