I am quite delayed on this posting! Your father and I spent all weekend moving into our lovely new apartment. It is brand new and everything smells all clean and the carpet is squeaky under your toes and the tub is so huge it makes you feel guilty to lounge in it and use up all that water. Somehow your mother, the mermaid, manages to assuage her guilt.
So....here you are:
You are the dark matter jellybean-like blob in the middle there. I won't even go into how they attained that picture, but just know that despite the indecency of it that it was well worth it. So you are in the correct spot, with the correct number of cells, and the correct amount of blob-dom. You are perfect already. Auntie Tammany saw you too!
I've been feeling super zapped of life force in the last few days. Apparently it is next to impossible to digest and grow you at the same time, because I turn into a fevered ball of non-functioning gelatinous goo after a meal. All in all I can't really complain. If this is the worst it gets I will get off easy.
My fortune cookie today said that it is likely that I will soon have a romantic encounter. I think this was a sign that your father shouldn't be so hard-working as to be at the office on Sundays and instead should come home and eat ice cream with me on the couch. That would be tres romantic. But such is a one-earner family in a two-earner world. Instead I find myself looking up TLC birth stories on YouTube. Yeah, um scary.
The cats finally were added to the new house today. Onion has been hiding all day and Sprout has been super loving. Pretty much what I expected. I have some video footage of them if you are interested. I will also add some pictures of our new abode once it is properly assembled and sans boxes. Love you, peabody.
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