Brian with an I

Howdy y’all. It’s been quite a while for me on this here blog which I guess deserves a little explanation.

• Reason 1: I’ve been a bit busy. The Fundamentals of engineering exam soaked up alot of time but it’s over now and went ok. Since then my spare time has been split between working on the garage and getting my programming ich out of my system. Maybe I’ll post about that later.
• Reason 2: I wasn’t sure what to post about. It’s awefully hard to believe that anyone is really interested in the proof I found for a fraction that equals .123456789123456789… repeating (yes I am a nerd but in my defence I did that during a really boring training session) when you could be hearing about Rachel’s adventures in pregnancy.

I’m actually a bit jealous of her getting to have all the fun. I know the morning sickness and backpain are.. well.. a pain, but still. She gets to carry, and Lord willing, deliver our first child. What an adventure!

Which brings me to the reason for my post tonight. We have been experimenting with feeling the baby move. It’s around this time that you are suppose to be able to feel your baby moving about. So for the past couple nights we just lie in bed with my hand on Rae’s belly feeling for faint kicks and pokes. “Was that it? Did you feel that? Was that gas?” 🙂 It is great fun and I think I can say with a reasonable amount of certainty that I DID IN FACT FEEL THE BABY KICK! Talk about cool! Onry little critter kicking at Rachel already but that just adds weight to my hunch that it’s a boy. 😉

Rachel often asks me how I feel about having a baby. I am thrilled, excited, proud, and very happy. And sometimes I’m scared. It’s the same kind of feeling I got as I stepped off the edge of the rocks at Dorena knowing there was 15 feet of straight down nothing between me and icy cold water. Or the first time I watched the ground fall away from grandpa’s small plane. Or when I realized that I had just asked Rachel if I could kiss her for the first time and she said yes. You know the feeling? Time stands still while your stomach rushes into your throat and your head feels lighter than air and the only thought you can manage to hold onto is “OH, uh here we go!”. Thing is that this is way bigger than jumping 15 feet and instead of half a second of free fall, I get 9 months. And that feeling sneaks up on me any time, day or night. Fortunately it’s not really an upleasant kind of scared. It’s the kind that reminds you are alive and that there are still adventures to be had.

Just a few other quick observations:

• Rachel is the sexiest pregnant women ever.
• Babycenter.com is the most brilliant web site idea ever. No one is more compulsive than a pregant women.
• There are more different gadgets and creams and clothes for babies than there are for the entire rest of the human race combined.

And now Rachel is here to pick me up. Ciao.