Last night, Polly and I went to see Terry and Isabella at the hospital. Both are doing well. It’s so weird to see the baby, it seems like just the other day that Terry handed me the sonogram (ultrasound? whatever) picture and confessed to lying that the pregnancy test she had purchased with me the previous week was for her, not “a friend”.
This is the first time I’ve seen a friend through her pregnancy, and then seen the end result. (Isabella, in this case.) It’s really cool, and it makes me very sad that I won’t be able to experience the same with Ren, and my sister and sister-in-law if they ever have kids.
Anyway, welcome to the world, Isabella!