The big tree is up, the garland is displayed through out the house, and the three Santa's stand in wait. Even the Christmas presents have been wrapped and carefully displayed, waiting to delight the lucky recipients. But this year will be different. We wait not only for Christmas, but for baby Beverly Margaret, due soon at a hospital near you, actually near me.Mom-to-be and soon-to-be dad wait patiently, knowing their sleep patterns will change once the baby enters the world. Their laundry will increase. Their eating habits will be altered. Their lives will forever be changed. Many of us already wear the "parent" tee-shirt, and these soon-to-be parents will wear it with love and respect.
We can select our automobile and cell phone plan; we can decide whether it's Italian or sushi for dinner; coffee or tea, light meat or dark, and a slew of other choices can be made. Lineage is not one of them. We all arrive where the stork drops us, and with luck and love, we make it to adult hood. This soon-to-enter-the-world little one is fortunate to be able to land in a home filled with loving parents, aunts and uncles and grandparents.
Each phone call could be "the one." Each text message could share a new baby photo. None yet -- but we wait. The trip to the hospital has been charted and practiced. The pink clothes are all washed in Dreft and hang patiently in the closet. The Stokke oval crib is empty, but not for long.
Christmas has always been memorable for this Chicagoland family, but this year could push it over the top if a certain young lady decides it's time to join us and see what the Christmas tree her mom and dad discuss actually looks like. Won't she be excited!
Photo attribution: somewhatfortyplus
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