My new name is...

November 21, 2007


(P stands for pAti….mother of a mother or father..a mother in this case…)

Having been quite worried about the results of some tests for more than 6 weeks, I still cannot bring myself to use the actual words…how incredibly irrational and stupid! ;-)

For the first time in my life, I rue the great physical distance between myself and my child…Well, not really RUE, but I do wish teleportation had already been invented….”beam me up, Scotty!” would be SO much easier than “WHAT? do I have to transit through that ORRIBLE Charles De Gaulle hairyport AGAIN?” to my travel agent…

My bebby…I keep wanting to be at your side, and I completely forget that I was alone, too, when I was expecting you, and I managed fine!