I’ve been walking around for the last couple of days with the intro to “The Final Countdown” by Europe stuck in my head.  While I can’t guarantee this is the final time that I’ll be counting down to the arrival of a baby, after so many months, there certainly is an air of finality to it.

We’re ready.  At least, that’s what I keep telling myself.  We’ve got all the baby stuff lined up and ready for action, our house is relatively well-stocked with food and Danielle is already off work.  We have contingency plans for who will look after Sebby if we have to jet off to the hospital and our dog Mojo has already started sulking in the full knowledge that his status in the family is about to drop yet another notch.

It’s the sleep that I’m going to miss the most; not that I’m back to my pre-Sebby sleep levels (or even remotely close), but there was a pretty good rhythm going there for a while that is about to disappear for a couple of years.  I’m prepared for and, more importantly, willing to make that adjustment again, but we can all agree that sleep is pretty great.

So, although the little guy isn’t officially scheduled to arrive until a week today (Wednesday, September 3), I have a very strong inkling that a post will show up in here before then to officially introduce Duncan baby number two to the world.  Or, at least to the world of those who read this thing anymore… so to Joel.

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