Today is December 12th and Fee is due on January 12th. Just like that, we are one month away from diaper bags and sleep deprivation. At this stage, Fee is a little larger than a cantaloupe and just as juicy. Unfortunately in a month, his "juice" transforms into stinky poo. Come to think of it, the same thing happens to a cantaloupe after a month. I guess the biggest difference is that Fee will never get served during brunch.
This also means I only have a month left to call him Fee. He will no longer be a Fetus but a living breathing poo-machine...and that machine needs a name. WE think we have it narrowed down to 2 front-runners and 4 more maybes. I think Caryn has actually decided on the name but hasn't told me. So, for now, WE'RE not sure. The illusion that I have a choice is what keeps me happy. Reality can really get you frustrated...much like a rotten cantaloupe.
This also means I only have a month left to call him Fee. He will no longer be a Fetus but a living breathing poo-machine...and that machine needs a name. WE think we have it narrowed down to 2 front-runners and 4 more maybes. I think Caryn has actually decided on the name but hasn't told me. So, for now, WE'RE not sure. The illusion that I have a choice is what keeps me happy. Reality can really get you frustrated...much like a rotten cantaloupe.
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We're rooting for January 11th (Ryan's Birthday)! Thinking of you and sleeping well... :o) Love, Meg
PS - I just stopped nursing Ryan, so I now have no one in/on body for the first time since October 2004. Just imagine...
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