38 weeks (Anna)

38 weeks. Ergo, two weeks to due date. But first babies are usually late.

The phone calls have begun. "Any news?" "Has the baby been born yet?" I suspect we'll get more of them before we have anything to tell.

And we're both getting very curious about our baby. There's the obvious "Is it a boy or a girl?" question, which everyone is very interested in. There isn't a single person in our extended family/friends network who thinks we're having a girl; everyone has guessed it's a boy. (Now's not the time to get into discussions about the limitations of binary oppositions.) I'm curious about other things, too. There was a conversation at work the other day about personality types. I want to know, is our baby an INFP, an ESTJ? I'm not my Mum's daughter for nothing :) Someone was joking about writing a book called "What colour is your baby's parachute?" Alas, I don't think that our baby's personality type will be part of the birth announcement; we may have to wait a while for that one. But, yes, curiosity is building.

And we're at the stage where everything might be a sign. Caroline says she's got a slight cramp or a bellyache or even a sore toe, and we both think, hmmm, maybe this is it. And one day, in the not too distant future, it will be.