A very close friend of mine said yesterday that she hopes at some point I’ll be able to look back on this pregnancy somewhat fondly.
I said I hope so too, and sure enough, it is possible.
Last evening, I drove myself to the yarn store (yay! for increased activity). I spotted in the back seat, an artifact from earlier days in the pregnancy. A pink bucket from one of our many early visits to L&D, kept there just in case my morning sickness became motion sickness. And, without qualification, I laughed at the memories. I guess, if I’m honest, it was more of a, “phew, I’m so glad that’s over,” than a, “Oh what happy times,” laugh, but it was there none the less.
We have a new reason for this baby to wait a bit longer to be born. Our digital camera broke, and we’re awaiting the arrival of its replacement via Ebay. Otherwise I’d put up a link to my growing collection of crochet projects.
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