11 more sleeps

jared has shifted into the hyper-awareness that any call from me might be "the call." he worked late last night and i called him just 'cause i wanted to hear his voice. no "hi, petey!" just a very urgent, "are you ok? what's going on?" i will try to resist the urge to totally abuse this kind of power. it's tough to have an evil streak.

yesterday was the day of el doctor. good things are still happening. everything seems to be progressing, including the weight gain. something is just not right with putting a pregnant person on a scale at this point. if i grow up to be an ob/gyn, you can be sure i will not require a weigh in during the last month of gestation. little c was obviously excited about hanging out with dr. b. our little heart was racing at 157-159.

the day wrapped up with a very special celebration of what i believe to be a very, very rare event. my sweet, sweet grandparents we married 60 years ago yesterday. what a legacy for our family. i am grateful for their commitment to each other and all that has grown out of that. thank you for loving each other and for loving us, m and t.