The Waiting Is The Hardest Part

Well, if I had placed a bet in the "baby lottery," which is apparently a real thing at my wife's workplace where everyone puts in $5 and guesses the birthdate, I would have come up a loser. A few posts ago I predicted May 19 as the big day, and that bird has flown. The Bean seems to have dropped a bit more, meaning his grand arrival could now come at any time. We are expecting him sometime this week.
The first picture you see was taken March 19, almost exactly two months ago. The second picture was taken yesterday evening as Margaret and I went to see Vintage Velvet, a very cool cover band that plays 30's and 40's standards mixed with a few more modern selections. We were walking to the car after the show and I snapped the photo, and now that I look at it I have to admit it totally looks like one of those paparazzi shots you see in People or The Star. Margaret isn't too keen on being photographed these days, but I'll be damned if I'm going to let this stage of our lives go by undocumented.
My sister from California hit town this past Thursday, and my other sister will be driving with her family down from Boston next week. Everyone is congregating for "Baby Time '06," and I sometimes get the feeling that Margaret is experiencing a bit of performance anxiety. Obviously the Bean will come when he's ready, but I really think Margaret is afriad he'll wait until everyone has gone home to come out. Only time will tell.