Most any of who might still be checking this blog likely know that we are pregnant and that our little fetus is of the feminine persuasion. So we'll have three girls, a small pack of sisters, which should fit comfortably into our extended family dynamics: Elizabeth has seven sisters and I have four. In both our families, sisterness is something special, at least it is most of the time.
So our current tasks concerning the pregnancy are: find a name for the baby, and keep the baby inside until it is fully developed. We still haven't settled on a name, and we are developing a bad track record in this regard. It took us until a week after she was born to finally arrive at Rowyn's name. But worrying about baby names has been slowly supplanted in Elizabeth's mind by worrying about all the strong contractions she's been having. Painful, frequent ones. Any time she stands up. And she still has two months to go. Bed rest isn't her thing (not that it's anybody's thing), and she and I are both hoping that this is just a phase of uterus-strengthening exercises, but it might be more than that. Time (and communication with our midwife) will tell.
Well, I hope to write more on this blog than I have the last year or so. Perhaps the new baby will provide the impetus. I've been working on a novel, and that is where most of my writing time, what little I have, has been spent of late.
