Week 19: A good week.

I absolutely must write, though I have little to share. On Friday (in two days!) Dave and I will wake up and I will drink two glasses of water and we will go to the imaging center where we will see our baby for the first time! Hopefully, we will also find out if it is, in Karen's eloquent words, a hamburger or a hot dog.

Yesterday I began my sixth year of my college education. It was my baby's second semester. I think h/she liked it, because h/she was still most of the time, probably riveted by the professors. Or bored -- depends which parent the baby will take after. I am in love with school while Dave was never so infatuated. Maybe this early exposure will sway him or her toward a love for college, or perhaps it will be sensory overload. Or, most likely, I think my child is exponentially more developed than possible.

In two days I will write another entry and it will be after my breath is taken away by the sight of my child.