I came across this while I was perusing the Google machine trying to find another way to say that there is still no baby news. So here is an excerpt from that article:
Exactly when a baby will be born is one of the last great unknowns in life: something nobody can predict. These days, you can find out the sex of the baby, pregnancy tests can even tell you when you conceived and you can genetically screen for certain conditions. But if you leave nature to take its course, you cannot dictate the precise day when a baby will arrive, no matter how rich or powerful you are. I rather like this uncertainty, the triumph of nature over technology and "progress". When the baby is ready, it releases a hormone that crosses the placenta and triggers action stations. Imagine the take-off scene fromThunderbirds with palm trees parting, but perhaps a bit more slowly.
In completely unrelated news, Tank and I saw something that I was not quite prepared for. While on our walk, we saw a mature woman soaking in her hot tub while rocking out to Def Leppard's "Pour Some Sugar On Me." She said hello, I returned the greeting, and then I rubbed my eyes to make sure I was not having an acid flashback. Not exactly what I expected to see walking the basset.
I will persevere. I will keep moving forward. I will be the stream.