it's a girl.
musicboy was right; i was wrong. i am not unhappy at all about being wrong.
i am totally overwhelmed, though, by the idea of a girl. i think somehow i think it's easier to raise a boy, perhaps because i have no idea how difficult it is to be a boy in this world. i do, however, know how hard it is to be a girl in this world.
and it's hard.
i am in awe, and a bit in shock, and again centered in my pretty constant feeling of surreal.
more later, i think, but now i have to go pretend to teach well. who'll be thinking about it?