It`s about time

I know that there is a tendency among bloggers (pregnant ones, that is) to post regular belly shots. So far, I haven`t joined the trend for a number of reasons. One of my foremost reasons is that our bedroom mirror is so dirty that the photos I took were barely discernible for all the handprints, licks and smears that obscured my image. The other, and biggest reason, is that I like headshots of myself far more than anything below the neck. But, Dave has a new computer and it has a webcam and he took this photo yesterday and I thought, `Hey, that looks OK.` So, here is baby no. 5 at 26 or 27 weeks (I`ve lost count).
I did notice that I`ve hit the 99-days-left marker which is quite a milestone; so, perhaps this photo is in recognition of slipping into the double digits. And, by the way, baby boy has a name now. But you`ll have to wait until he appears out-of-utero to find out. We prayed and wrestled back and forth over a name. Last Saturday Dave told me that he had the name and, when I heard it, I knew immediately that he was right. Yesterday I received incredible confirmation that we had discerned the correct name. (God knew it all along, we just had to figure it out.) But, just like the name, the story will have to wait until I`ve made it through one more labour and delivery. I can`t wait ... sort of. And, no, it`s not Khalil.