Settling down for the long haul
I am continually astounded at the tremendous amount of Elvis's growth in the first trimester. Two weeks ago he was basically a blob. *Hello, Blob. Are you my baby?*
Now he has a heart and arms and legs and the beginnings of a brain. I hope he's as smart as me. :) I decided that the first CD I'm going to get him is Murray Perahia's recording of Bach's Goldberg Variations. Guess I'll have to wait, though, until he has ears. Gotta figure out when that is.
I'm feeling a little loopy and very sleepy and yucky. But no barfing...(yet?). This apartment hunt has got me down a bit. I'm trying enjoy this process of getting ready for Elvis. This is God's gift to us, and He will provide for it. Apartment hunting, though, isn't the most fun part of getting ready for Elvis, and I'll be glad when it's over. Pregnant Monster has moved into to my closet. I'm trying to be nice to Chris; the Monster freaks him out a bit.