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I have been so busy chatting you up about everything, that i haven't really mentioned the baby in a bit. Here and there, but not really focusing any really time on her. Why? I don't know.

She's doing fine. Terri's last visit to the doctor checked out well. Terri has to go every two weeks now. I feel assured by this fact because it's the third trimester and Elsie has to finish 'cooking' so she'll come out fine.

According to Your Pregnancy Week By Week by Glade B. Curtis & Judith Schuler, We are in our 33 week, the baby weighs over four pounds and is about a foot long.

Thank you, doctors.

We still have to finish the baby's room, which will be out of the way ahead of schedule. Terri's mom's dentist donated a full crib/dresser and changing table for the unbelievable price of: nothing.

We have tons of clothes already, the breast pump, the this, the that. That little room is going to fill up very quickly.

The baby shower is coming up.
I hope that everyone who received an invitation will attend. It's going to be a celebration of what's to come, an homage to my Grandmother Elsie and a cackling cauldron of womanhood. Ha!

My job? I will be here at the 10 Clark with all the cast off males, probably grilling meat and trying not to feel awkward about my lack of sports knowledge.

It's not really traditional for men to show up at a baby shower, especially the dad. I guess I would be a distraction from Terri and our baby.

These are modern times and i'm sure that tradition has been debunked, but it's one i'll gladly follow to ensure my sanity.

So there you have it.

Terri is fine, which means Elsie is fine. I am fine too. I am on my second juggernaut week at work. I will end today at eleven p.m. with thirty-six hours finished and fourteen more to go.

It's worth every minute of my time because it will help the three of us.

'Having a child is surely the most beautifully irrational act that two people in love can commit.'
Bill Cosby

Picture: from the archives. Taken on 7/24 by my dad.