Rehearsal

Apparently, Charlotte has invited some friends over for a dance party in my tummy right now. There is no way there is only one baby in there -- more like a trio of octopi rehearsing the Detroit Hustle. She was also jumping around a ton last night during childbirthing class while we learned about epidurals. I'm going to interpret that to mean she's all for them.

Anyway, the other night we took some more photos of a couple of items of baby gear with some stand-ins for the future user. Reclining comfortably in the safari bouncy seat (a gift from Aunt Stephanie and Uncle Don) is the super cute new pig I got from Sara Thomas at the baby shower (on which we put the keepsake booties sent by Great Aunt Sibyl). Below that is Charlotte, version 1.0 (aka the "Cabbage Patch Doll" my mom made me when I was little, and whom I named Charlotte after the spider in Charlotte's Web) waiting to be changed in the changing table part of the Pack 'n' Play (a gift from "Greatest" Aunt Janet, Great Grandma Meem, and cousin Lindsay). Next, I think we need to try out the swing and the carseat with another baby analog.





Last night during class, the instructor forgot to turn off one of the intercoms. Several times during class, the sound of a few bars of Brahms' Lullaby tinkled over the loudspeaker. We all figured it was someone's cell phone until Dawn explained that the music is broadcast every time a baby is born at that hospital. Everyone in the class giggled with excitement when she told us that. Now we have something new to look forward to -- hearing Charlotte's lullaby playing after she pops out!