We're all waiting for you, Baby K!

No, no baby yet...

So here we are one day before Baby K's due date and NO BABY yet. Sigh. And so we wait. Tomorrow is the full moon, so maybe that will encourage her arrival, with the greater gravitational pull and all -- but sadly it appears that may just be an urban legend.

Grandma and Grandpa K are just happy she didn't arrive while they were on vacation, so now the family's hoping she arrives before this weekend when Scott and Heidi visit from Vegas. We'll see what we can do. :)

2 Weeks 2 Go!

Only two more weeks (we hope) to go! The nursery is all set up, the car seat base is secured in the car, the belly button has popped and the baby has dropped. I think we’re almost ready – or as ready as you can be!

My doctor said she doesn’t think Baby K will go past her due date. Hoorah! (We’re already getting confirmation that she’s advanced for her age.) :) But of course you never know... she may have her own idea about her ETA.

After much deliberation, we’ve decided to deliver at the UCSD Birth Center. I figure it’s the best of both worlds… a “home-like”, "family-centered", less medicalized environment ... with doctors (and drugs) two floors away, just in case you need them.

Awash in Pink

In anticipation of our daughter’s coming out party later this month, my wife has been dutifully washing all of the baby clothes that we’ve received from family, friends, and friends of friends. The first grandchild of either side of the family, I expected her to be bestowed with innumerable gifts from these impending relations, however I was taken back by the micro clothing bounty from friends and friends/friends. Our child will not go naked, which is a pledge that I plan on enforcing her whole life.

The key to non-nakedness is clothing, which I now come back to in expert literary fashion. My wife’s laundering was interrupted by a social engagement, so she asked me to insert myself in the process by transferring the clothes from the washer to the dryer.

Now, I’ve been washing clothes since my early teens, when I reluctantly learned the skill from my impressively crafty parents. During that time, I’ve had my fair share of mishaps involving global chromatic change, however I have never seen my wife make such a rookie mistake. Thus, I was quite surprised by what I saw when I lifted the lid of the washer - the entire load had turned pink!

Of course, I never should have doubted my wife’s ability, for the pink hue was no mistake. Upon closer inspection, I realized that the clothes were supposed to be pink. Sure, I hear pink is a popular color these days for baby girl accoutrements, but I didn’t realize our daughter-to-be was going to be awash in it.

The truth is, my wife and I never set out to procure a uni-pigmented wardrobe – it just kind of happened. In order to reassure myself that I our baby would not be subjected to such outright color bias, I went to the baby closet to examine the rest of her diminutive duds. Hmm. I hope our child likes pink, although she should be used to it after nine months in her rose-colored uterine apartment.

The First Post

Given the incredible popularity that Megan and I have enjoyed over the years, we have decided that a blog was necessary to keep our legion of fans up to date on the fabulous happenings at chez Klein.

Our fan base has steadily grown with the addition of the cutest dog in the world, and now that we have the cutest baby in the world arriving in a matter of weeks, a blog seems the best way to keep everyone informed.

So be sure to check back often, as you won't want to be out of the loop when everybody else is talking about us.