You are the closest I will ever come to magic.
— from The Zygote Chronicles, by Suzanne Finnamore
No, that’s not how long it’s been since I’ve posted here, but I don’t blame you if that’s the first thing you thought of when you saw the title.
It’s how long this little one’s been making his or her home in my belly!
You guys, we are over the moon. Terrified, too, but mostly really, really thrilled. I’m due November 24 – a Thanksgiving baby! There is SO much to do and learn and figure out that we are, honestly, a bit overwhelmed, but we’re taking it a little at a time, and hopefully it will all get done, learned, and figured out.
This is the most profound – and weirdest – thing that’s ever happened to me. By weird, I just mean mind-boggling, really. Like, it blows my mind thinking about what’s happening in there, and how in less than six months there’s going to be a new person in the world. I never use the word miraculous, but when I think about everything that’s happening biologically, I think miracle is exactly the right word. Or, you know, magic.