Sometimes I feel like that dude in the chair in the Maxell commercial with his hair blowing back because the music’s so loud. Except I don’t have any hair yet. And it’s not music, it’s electronic screeching. OK, weak analogy. Forgive me. I’m a little short on experience at this point.
July 17, 2005
At last, the moment you have been waiting for
Hello and welcome.
No, there is no baby yet.
Thanks for your phone calls, though. They are nice and brighten our days, which are getting kind of dull on account of the car seat is all installed and the diaper supplies are all organized and we're all ready to go, except for the star, who is taking her sweet time just like her sister did.
Maybe we're going to have to resort to castor oil.
But before we do that, here is an ultrasound picture from January. You will note that she is a) gorgeous, and b) has a spine.
