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The three photograph prints I mailed to my sister arrived safe and sound, and she was kind enough to email me a picture she took once she had them framed:
I'm quite pleased with how they look, especially considering that those are just $10 frames she picked up at Ikea.
Second prenatal class went well tonight. Really connecting with our instructor, and starting to get to know the other three couples as well. Lots of good information and we got to watch a birth video, which was particularly good for me since I hadn't watched one of those since Biology class in grade ten.
My only memory of that video was of me almost throwing up during one rather graphic scene. So, you know, good to get a better association with the whole process.
I walk these silent halls,
My work upon the walls;
I'm feeling like a fake,
Like this is some mistake.
Who let me through the doors?
Did they think I wash the floors?
Soon there will be a shout
And they will throw me out.
But still I am alone,
Unsettled to my bones;
I continue creeping,
Convinced I am sleeping.