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Yesterday, we went up to the hospital to see the delivery room, nursery, and tour the rest of the hospital. I have to say, I'm getting really excited now. It's hard to not listen to all the advice, if that 's what you want to call it, and instructions to 'get as much sleep as you can,' and 'your life is about to completely change' and be excited. But after hearing that stuff for 6 months, I've tuned it out. Why do I never find myself getting overwhelmed with all comes with your first child? It's easy, people have been reproducing for thousands of years, so I'll go with my instincts.


I find myself wondering what Will will look like, how he'll act, and what he'll learn. That always leads me back to my childhood... what do I remember, what was I taught, how was I taught... and on and on. I'm starting to see why my Dad is as proud us all of us as he is.