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Eleven months later
She is more than 1cm long at this point. Indeed, she’s now big enough that we find a uterus to be an inadequate containment infrastructure.
Diana bought washable baby wipes
Like, ones you reuse. I am terrified of this development. It seems redolent of going too far.
Expurgation
I have installed new versions of my bloggly swag and we have returned to baseline. Longtime observers will retain their managed expectations, but for everyone else, stay tuned.
Auuuuuuuurrrrgh
I just removed an eyelash that’s been behind my eyeball for three days. That’s the sort of thing I am up to lately.
Also we are still preggers.
Pregosaurus Rex, King of the Pregosaurs
I guess I don’t have much to say besides hey we’re totally pregnant. I suspect I’m about to go through a very young midlife crisis. I’m already desultorily shopping around for my “last” lens and my “last” new console (wii ftw) and my “last” climbing widget. Here goes. :)
