October 30th

Ever have one of those days where you're ugly, you're tired, and it seems like no one loves you?

I feel like I've been having one of those days for weeks now.

I don't know if that's because I've actually been feeling that way for weeks, or if it's because once you feel that way time passes so slowly... it feels like weeks when it's really only been a day.

WHINE! WHINE WHINE WHINE!!!

Okay, enough of that.

As many of you know by now (since word has spread and I was indiscreet on facebook) I am pregnant again. :) This is a happy thing, although apparently not for everyone, as at least one of my correspondents has remarked that this means I can write mind numbingly long emails about TWO offspring now. Cheers to that. :)

The baby is due in June, so all of you that have yet to meet the FIRST offspring should absolutely plan to visit sometime after June so you can meet both. Of course, you could come visit before AND after, but I would not want you to strain yourselves, or anything.

My friend Gina is pregnant, and she's taken some totally amazing photos of herself and her pregnant belly (a few have her husband in them, but really, that's irrelevant, isn't it?) I don't have any amazing photos of Elliot in my belly, so I'm thinking I need to make sure that I don't miss the opportunity this time around. Anyone with a nice camera want to give pregnant portraiture a shot? Jami was going to take some of me last time around, but, of course, I moved before the belly was worth photographing.

Next topic:

Turns out, if you have a male baby he will eventually turn into a little boy. Go figure. I don't know when it happened, but sometime this fall Elliot went from still being a baby to being a little boy who still doesn't speak very well. It's an astonishing transformation. Once he was a blob with really only one way of communicating... now he tells me whole stories. Soon he'll have friends, and that's pretty much the beginning of the end, cause once they have friends they really do have a whole life independent of you. I'm not saying I want to be his whole world forever, just... oh who am I kidding. OF COURSE I want to be his whole world forever. I just realize it for the ridiculous and unhealthy idea that it is. So instead I look at it like this: one day he will not need me anymore. And on that day I will sigh a little sigh, and then I will tell Waxor it's time he took me to Paris.

I know it's shocking, but I think I'm going to wrap this email up now. I could babble for a while about random crap, and likely I will in the next email, but I realized today that some of you had not been told (at least by me) that a new baby is on the way, and I thought I ought to rectify that - but we're having our housewarming party tomorrow, and I have a bunch to do between now and then, so I can't sit here and pontificate any longer.

Those of you anywhere near Massachusetts, are you coming tomorrow? Those of you not anywhere near - you can come to. :) Party starts at 6, wear a costume.

TTFN,