I’m going to apologize in advance… My job is changing a bit in the next few months and I’m going to be doing a lot more writing (think several short novel-type endeavors). Unfortunately, writing is not a natural thing for me (as I’m sure you’ve noticed). Fortunately, it’s like a muscle you can exercise. I’m going to try to write every day this month, in an effort at churning out some content. I can’t promise it’s going to be good.
But then, again – I may surprise you, maybe.
Or, it may just be a lot of drivel about this fetus. Either way – I’ll be putting words down on paper. And, whoa boy, have I told you about this fetus? I swear I thought her move the other day (like, yesterday), but I just can’t tell yet. I know it’s easier to tell once you’ve had a baby and/or if you’re a little on the thin side. Neither of those is the case in this instance. It might not be C^3 moving… it may just be gas.
Yeah, that’s what we’re calling her… C^3. We didn’t pick another C name (K and I have identical names that start with “C” and many of our friends refer to us as CKsquared) on purpose, it just sort of happened. It’s a pretty name, and we both love the family members her name honors. She’s C^3, for better or worse. Unless you’ve got a better nickname?