i found this website and i think it's great. it's called 1001 rules for my unborn son. and it's just what it sounds like, but really lovely and poetic too. having a son is hard. having a daughter is hard too. especially when she won't eat anything but crayons. but that's another story. i have to give my parents credit because they never made parenting seem hard. they never even seemed like they were parenting. they just were. they're great. moral of the story: i love milo and pearl. it hurts, i love them so much. i can't get over how amazing they are. and i am going to enjoy them, even enjoy when milo holds my face between his two little hands and says, "oh, mommy, do you have an owie? let me kiss it better." no, son, i just need to buy some more proactiv. true story. it happens about 10 times a day.