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Prenatal instructor - Who here has ever done visualization exercises?

Me (inner voice) - Oh God.

Prenatal instructor - Okay let's do one. Close your eyes. Imagine yourself in front of a door. Open the door. There are stairs, 7 of them. Go down the stairs by counting each and every one of them. You are now in the garden. Imagine that you have a magic wand - you can make anything you want appear in the garden. Okay now open your eyes. Who had animals in their garden?

*woman raises hand*

Prenatal instructor - What kind of animal?

Woman - Rabbits. Oh and butterflies!

Prenatal instructor - Butterflies! Very good! Who else had animals? Erin?

Erin - Yeah I put a swan in there.

Prenatal instructor - A swan, okay. How about you Matt?

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(I had naked French girls in my garden.)
 
It's 8 weeks. Last night was week 3.

We were given a tour of the hospital, like the different floors we might get to visit once labour starts. For what reason I don't know. I assume that hospital staff will orient us once we get there in January. I don't know what all this advance knowledge does except rob me of my time, money and overall appreciation of life on Earth.

But if it counts as me being an involved partner, :dunno:. Life could be worse.
 
Fun fact - the shortest human being is barely taller than his Guinness World Record plaque. 21 inches.

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Me - Leo [coworker's 2-month old baby] has so much personality. Guy looks like a wise old man.
Her - True! Jackman [boss's son] also looked like that at his age.
Me - We gotta beat them all. Read Jean-Louis some Sartre or something.
Her - Sartre?!? We already decided our child was predisposed to anxiety, let's not add to his problems. Most depressing view of humanity ever.
Me - Depressing can be fun.
Her - That's an oxymoron.
Me - A fun one.

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Her 0

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