Remorse, it can be such a healthy thing in a marriage.
No signs of baby yet. I'm pretty sure that in the next few days he'll have grown and stretched to such proportions that the doctor will be able to retrieve him by simply reaching down my throat and giving a gentle tug. Maybe I'll ask her to go ahead and grab my tonsils while she's in there. A two-fer!
I just wrote "To Nana, From Bean" on a card that Bean is making for my Mom. Bean stood back, looked at it, drumming a finger on her lips, and said, "Very impressive, Mama."
Today's the last day Bean and I will be just us. Forever. I am trying hard not to think about that.
Which, as you can imagine, just got a lot harder to NOT do.
Distraction! Mama needs distraction!
Just got a call from my Mom. Her flight's been delayed by several hours. Pbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbth.