Things are coming to a close and things are just beginning. Yesterday, while hiking, I had more complete strangers stop me and comment on my pregnancy than ever. "Oh, you're so small", "Are you trying to have the kid on the trail?", "It must be soon, right?" , "I never could have done this during my pregnancies!" It was just weird. I'm grateful I've been able to continue hiking this long. We've almost got everything ready but it really doesn't matter. It still hits like a ton of bricks anyway. I'm excited to meet this new little person that I've been sharing everything with. The real challenge lies in the next 20+ years. Getting him/her here is the easy part. We have about 10-12 years to really teach and then they start making very independent decisions. We usually don't recognize that until they're about 18 or so. Should be an interesting ride.
Names have been discussed but no front runners. Some are concerned. We're not. Pairing anything with Brown is always an issue because BOTH sides of the family have the name.
I'm not looking forward to missing the tennis tournament this year. A big part of me still wants to participate. So much fun with my children, kids from all over the place and the other Ball kid coordinators. So much great tennis to watch at all hours. The antics in the tunnel and on court are priceless. My goal is to attend one good match. Maybe this baby will be a good one and we can bring him/her along. Maybe I'll just go and hang out for a few hours one day. Well, much to do.
