Relaxing good times, while we can

As y'all know Bob and I have been ready for this baby to come for the last couple of weeks. I often say things like, "maybe tonight," and Bob usually responds,"maybe next week." I'm hopeful, he's a little more realistic. But we've been having some good down time together over the last week which I'm so thankful for.

This past Thursday night we went out to dinner at the Chop House, thanks to Bob's mom, and it was so yummy. Then Friday we went to see The Bourne Supremcay. We both liked it, but weren't necessarily wowed by it. Saturday we went swimming, which is such a wonderful thing this late in pregnancy. When I got out of the pool I realized how huge I really am as the weight dropped on me like a bomb. We had some fun talks, dreaming about what our family will be like and what we'll be like as parents.

I've also been taking lots of walks to keep things moving in the right direction. Bob has been able to join me some mornings and a couple of evenings. One evening this past week I ran into an old Hispanic friend from my Esperanza days and was thrown back into speaking Spanish. That was fun, except when he asked if I was carrying twins! I don't think I look THAT huge.

We've also gotten to cook some together. Well its been more like I get this crazy idea of what I want to eat in my head and can't be satisfied until I'm eating it. For example, we were returning from Linda's Fruit Stand on Saturday and I saw a sign that said "Car Wash and Fish Fry." Instantly I had to go home and have a fish fry of our own. Now we never eat fried food, and I don't believe I've ever made fried fish, but it was so yummy. Then Sunday I had it in my head I wanted biscuits and gravy, you know the white sausage gravy, very southern. And I plunged in again cooking something I never thought I would in my life. Bob said it will be my fault if we raise a southern boy because of all this southern food.

Anyway, this brings me to last night. We decided to go see The Terminal out at Northgate, the 5:45 show. When we got there we found out we had the wrong times and that the next show wasn't till 7. Well my imediate response was to pout because my plans for our nice night had gotten changed. So I was all frustrated, because when I make plans, I like them to go through, not too much of a control freak am I? Well it turned out for the best, as God's timing always does. We ended up driving to Chester Frost Park to just chill for a little while by the water. I really don't think there is a more beautiful place to relax in Chattanooga than out at Chester Frost. The breeze was going and Bob got the blanket and pillows out of the car so I could lay down to rest a little bit while he went off to skip some stones in the water. It was more than pleasant and just the kind of breath of fresh air I think we both needed. So after 45 minutes or so we made our way back to the theater to see the movie. It wasn't as good as I was expecting, because I usually love Tom Hanks, just average. But we had a wonderful evening and had to recognize that if the baby had come early this week like we hoped, we never would have gotten the chance to relax by the water.

So we are so thankful for the wonderful times we've had together over this past week. It really reminds me of when we were first married and spent so much time together just by ourselves. I know this time is a gift. God knows when our little boy will come (I still hope for sooner than later!) but until he does, we hope to have some more good times together.