32 weeks

Your 32nd week was a beautiful one. Sunshine and resurrection celebration, big round bellies doing laps around the lake. The theme for Easter Sunday at church was newness, which of course made me think of you. As believers we are in a constant state of spiritual newness, always being transformed and perfected by Jesus... But you will be new in all senses of the word. The new sights and sounds and smells of this place will continue to baffle you for years to come. Your life as a newborn will be part exhilaration and part trauma, and your dad and I have been chosen to guide you through both. It is a humbling task.

The closing date for our house came and went with no keys to show for it. Our temporary place on Washington St feels different filled with the warmth and light of early spring, and we spent the afternoon spray painting Goodwill canvases to hang in our new house and eating pizza on the deck.

Spring is a fun time to be pregnant. I love telling well-wishers we have less than 2 months to go and watching their smiles spread. Everyone is excited about you - especially Becca, who squeals every time you wiggle and calls you her "little peanut butter and jelly sandwich."

You look bigger every time I blink, and watching you grow makes the discomfort of carrying you more bearable. Would you like to see your progress?

This time next year, we'll be arriving at church on Easter Sunday as a family of three and you will perhaps be old enough to appreciate the petting zoo they set up for the kiddos. Or maybe we'll take you to Nashville for the annual Keil family egg hunt and find a way to pin those goofy green ears on your baby head? Makes me giggle just to think about it.

Happy Easter, baby boy!
From your loving mother.