My dear, sweet friend Christie is due this week with her first baby. She now begins every sentence, "not to scare you", because she thinks she is traumatizing me out of having a baby - which she very may well be. She and her husband didn't find out the gender so I made the baby a non-gender specific hat and sweater:
I promised to make the bambino something gender specific later so I keep telling Christie it is a "her" because I am all about making a little pink dress. Everyone at work who has had babies (and who haven't) have convinced her it is a boy. So we shall see, but I am seriously excited.
