I played basketball on Monday night so my feet are covered with blisters. As I was looking for my sneakers, I never found the right pair, I realized that I hadn't looked for sneakers for months. This is connected to my belly that is growing almost as rapidly as Sarah's. One of the unfortunate side effects of having a pregnant wife is becoming pregnant yourself and putting on pounds like a squirrel preparing for a cold Boston winter. It is called couvade syndrome.

Madeline was weighed again In-Utero through an ultrasound and is almost 3 lbs. 9 oz. This puts her at about the 58th percentile for weight. We got a good look at her face from the ultrasounds and Dr. Cohen let us keep a couple of them for momentos. They are apparently potential motivation tools for when Sarah is in labor. I am supposed to flash them in front of her face and say something like. There she is. Just a little more work and you can meet her. My guess is that if I do this my retina will detach and Sarah will clock me and I will fall backwards onto a chair and become paralyzed. (This statement was influenced by a recent viewing of Million Dollar Baby) which had nothing to do with babies.

Tonight we had dinner with Jeremy who is depressed because of his break-up with Jenny. He believes that he no longer even enjoys having sex with women that he meets on the Internet which for him is a big blow since that was the one major thing that he enjoyed in life. He'll get over it sooner or later. He has grand bicycling plans to get from Boston to somewhere far, starting with Marshfield. He bought a new bicycle and a trailer for it.