Last June, when we first learned of Baby P's existence, February seemed so very far away.
At times, it has seemed like this pregnancy has dragged on for much more than the requisite 9 months. And then there are days like today when I can hardly believe how quickly it has all gone.
And, when the next lady in the checkout line at Target asks me when I am due, I can simply say, "the 19th." Baby P's month has arrived!
Woot! We can't wait to meet you, little one.