Tuesday, October 26, 2010
In seven days we will find out this baby's gender. The first thing Claire told me when she found out that I'm pregnant is that God told her it was a girl. Hmmm...I've gotten no such message.
This time around, I feel much the same as I did with the other two. Just more tired and older. When I was pregnant with Claire, I needed her to be a girl. With Everett, I thought I wanted him to be a girl and this time, I just want a baby.
It's a good place to be.
Another good place to be when you're me is a Chinese restaurant. Perhaps my year in China conditioned me to crave Chinese food when my stomach is unsettled. With Claire it was macaroni and cheese, with Everett it was root beer. This baby requires Chinese food.