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Dr. Strangelove

Thursday, March 20, 2008
Or, How I Learned to Stop Worrying and Love the Alien Growing Inside Me

18 weeks down, 22-ish more to go!

A few days ago, I thought I felt someone poke me in the stomach - from the inside. I wasn't sure, though. Then yesterday, there was no mistaking the feeling - like someone was playing the piano on my insides for a few seconds. It's odd, and reassuring, and pretty neat.

This is the weirdest and coolest thing I've ever done.


  1. OH Bee Juan said...

    Well, you've done weirder things...

    12:28 PM  

  2. Mrs. B said...

    Weirder? Like what?

    And DON'T say the other day when I said I was going to feed the cats and then went upstairs two seconds later without feeding them...that was dumb, not weird.

    1:44 PM  

  3. Unknown said...

    Awwww. You'd better be careful Margaret or Tom's going to start getting worried. I wanna have someone playing piano on my insides.......

    No... Wait...I have a Jeffrey.

    8:20 AM  

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