Only a week (7 days and counting)

When I was a kid, a week was the best unit of measurement for highly anticipated events:  a week until my birthday!  A week until summer vacation starts!  Less than a week until we head to Grandma and Grandpa’s.  I think that’s still true.  One might think that a day is even better, but in most cases, with only a day left, we suddenly find there are too many things that have to get done to make that last day of anticipation enjoyable.  No, a week is the best.

And so now we are a week away from the baby’s arrival and I think the anticipation has risen to a requisite pitch.   All day long I was thinking:  one week from right now, he’ll be (one hour, four hours, ten hours) old.  One week from now, Kelly will be feeding him, or I will be holding him.  It’s better than the anticipation for any school holiday or summer vacation.

What I think will be very interesting is to see what I write about a week from now, see if I view things any differently than I thought I might.  I will try to remember, a week from now, to link back to this entry as a kind of before/after comparison.

In the meantime, all I can think is: oh boy, oh boy, one week to go!

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Published by Jamie Todd Rubin

Jamie Todd Rubin writes fiction and nonfiction for a variety of publications including Analog, Clarkesworld, The Daily Beast, 99U, Daily Science Fiction, Lightspeed, InterGalactic Medicine Show, and several anthologies. He was featured in Lifehacker’s How I Work series. He has been blogging since 2005. By day, he manages software projects and occasionally writes code. He lives in Falls Church, Virginia with his wife and three children. Find him on Twitter at @jamietr.