Our little Pisces

I spent the largest part of yesterday missing the people I hold most dear. I missed them so much it hurt to think about the love I have for them, exorbitant, unmeasurable. My grandfather, Sherman, was among those I missed the most. Uncountable are the amount of times I thought of him throughout my day.

At 7pm, Claudio, the baby and I, had our second doctor's appointment, where we analyzed the results of my blood work and my doctor translated the gibberish that was the description of my ultrasound.

Based on the size and appearance of the baby at the time of the ultrasound, he/she is actually a bit younger than we originally thought. He/she is right where he/she needs to be according to weight and size and down syndrome has been completely eliminated as a risk. The heart rate is perfect and sounds as though our baby will be a horse lover just like it's mother, heart beating in rhythm to what sounds like a stampede of wild mustangs. The blood work, however, was borderline. It seems I am stable at the moment, but am erring on the side of anemic, which means more food, more greens, more nuts, and, well, unfortunately, more beef.

That is when the doctor tells us, that the projected date of arrival is not actually February 16th, but February 22nd, my grandpa Sherman's birthday. If you have been keeping up with the blog, you will have read that more than 2 weeks ago I sensed that the baby would be a Pisces rather than an Aquarius. And though these things rarely happen on time, my intuition seems to feel justified in knowing it was right, at least to a certain extent.

So, Mother, if you are reading this, I suggest you think about coming to celebrate my birthday, and the baby will surely arrive a day or four later.

Another interesting fun fact: (some of you know this already, some of you don't)
9 seems to be a reoccurring theme in our life.
I met, for example, Claudio on January 9th, 2006
I was born on February 18,1981 (18/02/81 as they write the date in Argentina, day first month second) 1+8 is 9 and 8+1 is 9.
Claudio was born on December 27th 1972 or 27/12/72
2+7 is 9 and 7+2 is 9
Also strange, is the inverse of our dates and years 18th of 81 and 27th of 72
Our address is 1260, if you add the numbers they will give you 9
I could go on...because like I said, 9 is a reoccurring theme.
So here is the our newest discovery:
If the baby arrives on the projected date, February 22, 2010 (22/02/2010)
if you add all of the numbers in the date, 2+2+2+2+1 is 9

Claudio discovered this one day when he was playing with numbers. We have decided that he enjoys numbers in the way I enjoy art. He could sit doing long equations all day and feel gratified by his masterpiece of finagling the outcome in the same way I could sit and sew or draw or paint...

So getting back to the point of today, surely the newest addition will be a Pisces...

The water bearer gives life to a little fish...
How incredibly appropriate.