28 Weeks

I sit here, Friday evening, relishing that I’ve logged another work week yet feeling somewhat dismayed that the 28th week of our pregnancy has slipped by in what seemed like a typical lunch period. 28 weeks. Actually, it’s been just over 28 weeks as our “fetal weeks” begin on Wednesdays. We’re working on 29 now. Anyway, the 28th week of our pregnancy has passed in short order.

As you know, or don’t know, 28 “pregnant weeks” means our little one is 26 weeks developed. Already, the little one has a bit of a personality. Often he kicks and, according to momma, he turns about frequently and refuses to sit still while she’s working. Interestingly enough, his activity is far from random and he reportedly “likes” certain foods. Peanut butter and brownies, I hope.

It’s difficult to grasp that in my wife grows a human, a small human composed of bits and pieces derived from each of us. The anticipation of which bits and whose pieces is nearly unbearable. His mother’s grace and intelligence…my interest in sports…will he share my interest in dirt? Of course, all boys like dirt!

As my wife silently sleeps on the couch accompanied by “my” growing belly, I’m engrossed with a familiar, fond feeling from my early childhood. I’m a child on December 23rd counting the hours until Christmas morning…