Now the calendar's just one page

I cannot believe it's finally December. I'm now 34 years old, have been in my house for five years and as of a month from this week, I could be a mom. Christmas is three weeks away. The nursery is three-quarters done, and I've got a house full of baby gifts I need to find homes for. At least the tree and indoor decorations are up at home, and my cube at work is all bedazzled. Time to get the inflatables on the front lawn and hang garland everywhere.