'til my head falls off

Monday, December 19, 2005

Viability

That's it, really. I'm at 24 weeks, which means that if the babe were born now, it would have a fighting chance. I can't think of a better Christmas gift.
It's still hard to think of him/her as a real baby, rather than this fuzzy theoretical idea of a baby, but at least my hypothetical kid is truly and actually able to survive outside of me from this point forward (not very well, of course, but that's not the point, now is it?).