We found out yesterday at our ultrasound that this little tomato-sized baby inside me is actually a girl! I watched her kick my bladder and generally ignore the ultrasound tech's pleas to 'flip over!' and was reminded that someday, this kid will be a teenager. That's right, I'm going to have a daughter.
It's really tough to think beyond this time, to be honest. I'm not scared of her becoming a sassy teenager. Right now, I'm focused on making sure she's healthy and strong enough to come out into the world. She looks very good--strong, active, and, dare I say it, cute. OK, she's actually a little skeletal-looking now, at least from the top view, but she's got one heck of a cute profile, and cute little hands and feet.
Anyway, blah blah blah, pregnancy. Let's not overdo it here. I have other things going on too. And while the Black Keys concert wasn't quite as miraculous as the creation of life within my body, it was a close second. The show was great--I've been listening to the Keys for a few years, but this is the first chance I've had to see them live. For only being made up of two guys, they made a lot of noise. Great noise.
There was one thing that bugged me at the show, though. A few rows ahead of me, there was some mouth-breather checking his Facebook. Now, I thought maybe he was going to post a picture of the show or something, but he didn't. He was just scrolling through his friends' profiles! There was an awesome band putting on a rocking show, and this slack-jawed technophile was more interested that his friend "Mike" was "totally going to drink a milkshake" or whatever other genius status update he'd found. There were also plenty of people watching the show through the screen of their iPhone or their cameras. So, these people had paid PLENTY to go see a live show, only to watch it through a screen of some sort. Ugh, people. Please, detach. Life is happening and you're missing it.
Speaking of, I'm going to detach now. Hope you're all well!
xo
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