Interlude
As of today, my due date is exactly one month away.
Damn, that’s soon.
I say that, and yet there will be moments (more like minutes, or hours) each day where I forcefully wish the time away. I guess it’s a delicate balance between enjoying your last weeks of relative irresponsibility, and yet desperately looking forward to no longer carrying a basketball in your belly.
Regardless, dan and I took some time out this weekend to get away. We didn’t go anywhere exotic, just downtown Toronto, where we stayed at The Sheraton Centre right across from Nathan Phillip Square. I think I chose that hotel not only because it was centrally located but because it had what sounded like a good quality breakfast buffet. Ahem, not that that matters.
It was a good weekend. We got to meet up with friends, do some shopping, some eating, some chilling.
On Sunday, I went to a baby shower, where lots of cool ladies brought me lots of cool things. After a couple days of wandering blissfully around the town however, the shower was a definite reminder that life is seriously about to change.
At least now I have ample receiving blankets.
(Oh, the photo was taken from our hotel room on the 35th floor. Decent view.)