39 year old toes
Birthday! It’s come around once again.
I don’t have to teach today so I am lazing about. I had a nice falafel and cake lunch with my spouse. Now I am trying to find something entertaining to watch on TV while someone else takes care of my children. It’s a pretty sweet deal.
Augusta sent me flowers. Aren’t they lovely?
Meanwhile, I had an ultrasound on Friday. One moment I was sitting there with the theoretical knowledge that there was a fetus in my uterus, the next moment I was looking at a fetus! in my uterus! Bunter is alive, alone in there thank fucking god, and apparently healthy.
Before the scan I hoped that seeing the fetus would change my feelings, and I also feared that seeing the fetus would NOT change my feelings. It has, though. Not in any grand life is now wonderful way. But in some little way. I am thinking more about how much I will enjoy the tiny baby person and less about all that shit in my pie chart.
My mother sent me these for my birthday. I unwrapped the bunny first, and thought, Oh! what a great bunny! And then I saw that there were three.