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<<24.04.08 5:55 a.m.>> every time i open my laptop, it seems as though it has all of 30 minutes of life left, which kind of makes me feel like a kid with a web browsing time limit. this probably isn’t a bad thing in my case. although, i must say that i’ve advanced leaps and bounds in the past year as far as internet usage is concerned. go team me! now, i’ve said this isn’t going to turn into a blog about the state of my spawn, and it’s not, not, not—however, i did have another ultrasound on monday, which allowed me to see the tot on a large monitor again, and it was pretty damn thrilling. the first time i saw it, it was baby-like, but not moving—i could only see its heart beating. this time, its long old legs were kicking all over the place, lifting and lowering, and its arms were totally raising the roof. it even sucked its thumb! it’s surreal to see it all go down on zoom, because the little thing is really only the size of my thumb or something. anyway, it was pretty neat. thirteen minutes remaining! first beach weekend - 19.05.08 hot fun in the summertime - 17.05.08 cry baby - 16.05.08 a friday night not in bed - 09.05.08 what happens over the course of a too-hot weekend - 28.04.08 |