Somehow it is hard to believe that I am now more than halfway through the pregnancy! It seems like just yesterday we found out (on Mark’s birthday, nonetheless!) and now here we are, I am starting to get a proper bump and Little Doodle, at 22 weeks, now weighs a whole pound!
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Can you pinpoint the exact moment in time where you grew to like something? Where you knew you’d develop a desire for something? A singular moment in an infinite stream of experiences and passing seconds we take for granted, moving faster than life itsself. For MMORPG gaming (massively multiplayer online roleplaying games) I can. The obsession began nearly ten years ago, in Best Buy, with the exact same artwork shown in the banner above. I had watched my cousin play Asheron’s Call for no more than a lazy half hour one afternoon, and I can remember being stunned by the concept: an online world in which many players worldwide played and interacted in. Gaming for me up to this point had been a solitary activity, or one done on a simple multiplayer mode with one’s siblings. This was new.
When we found out we were pregnant, we figured we were about 8 or 9 weeks. Then, with the first midwife appointment, she calculated we were actually 11 weeks and booked us into a scan the very next week for the 12 week marker. Having looked at the photos in the wonderful pregnancy book Mark’s uncle Roland got for us, I could see that the 12 week old fetus would look like a mini human being already, complete with arms, legs, fingers, and toes.
