On the upside—that mountain of paper on my desk is all taken care of, all my reports are done, proposals written, projections completed and all my banner ads are released. I can go home without a guilty conscience.
Doctor's appointment tomorrow with my last sonogram. Hopefully this little one will cooperate and we'll know for sure if it's a boy or a girl. 80% certainty just doesn't cut it. She's also been kicking my rib a million times so hard that I swear it's fractured. I'm in agony.
The company is also having a private lunch party at Maialino's (Danny Meyer's new place) tomorrow to celebrate my baby. Whoo hoo—I've been dying to go there! To bad I have to stick to seltzer...
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