The Rookie's lesson on faith

First of all, it's Sunday morning a little before 11 am, one day before my due date, and I have not started labor nor do I feel like I'm "about to." But, since I've never done this before, who knows...? If I don't go into labor today, it's a busy day of hitting the Dupont farmer's market for some kale, going to a meet up of other very pregnant women here in DC, watching the debut of a documentary about the birth center, and some Sox watching at Kate's. Speaking of...
In my family, we joke that Fenway Park is our spiritual home, and I figure Sunday morning is a great time to talk about faith. For those who don't know, I grew up going to the Methodist Church in Westford weekly (except for holidays... we were the opposite of the families who just breezed through a few times a year) and Chris grew up in the Catholic church (and even attending a Catholic junior high). For both of us, I think the community and lessons learned have shaped us greatly. I also feel like, for myself, I've gotten some lessons on faith and perhaps miracles from baseball. The 2004 playoffs, of course, are the best example-- that just because 86 years of tradition said that our team should be counted on to blow it again, that instead what seems impossible can happen and indeed did! And, Thursday night's game versus the Rays was another example-- I was ready to give up, and head home (obviously with the Rookie, since he is stuck going where I go) when another seemingly impossible thing happened: the Sox yet again came back to win. I'm sure the Rookie was confused about what I was jumping up and down, and making lots of noise, late at night. And, I think the drunk bar-goers of Adams Morgan were confused as a pregnant woman walked home through the streets of Adams Morgan very well after midnight. We got a chance to watch the game last night at Aleck and Stacey's (and Amanda's! Congratulations to her for potty training!) with Lea, Wes, Charlie, Jen, and Maura. Here is an action shot of watching last night's game.
I'm glad the Rookie is getting a lesson or two on not giving up (since I basically had when posting on Thursday evening in the middle of the game) and, ideally, that sometimes you can get all that you want: baseball victories in October and candidate victories in November.
I've wrapped up my last day at work for 2008, and I'm excited to get this next phase started... If necessary, I'm also happy to spend maybe a few days reading up on baby care (especially Dr. Sears' Baby Book, recommended by my Pomona buddy and Prague-based mother-of-2 Nicole, who has her own and already very helpful blog), lunching with friends, taking long walks, and probably treating myself to a prenatal massage tomorrow if other things aren't happening. :)
Love to all, and Go Red Sox! (the Rookie agrees)