First off, our deepest thanks to everyone who’s commented, e-mailed, or has otherwise expressed happiness over our happiness in these last 24hrs. We may not respond right away, but your good wishes and blessings for Renee have meant the world to us, and one day will to our little Moodles (the nickname we have for it), as I am going to keep a copy of everything for its memory box. So watch your language peoples!
Lest you wonder, this isn’t going to turn into a baby blog. I won’t ignore her presence, of course, but I’m not planning to have Moodles take over this journal….Much. I have plans percolating in the back of my head to set up a page for Renee and Moodles – what else would you expect? — where we can put up pictures, share the latest baby news, and all that kind of fun stuff, like doggie did for Amy Rose. I never had a page about pets or babies, even when I first started out on the Web, so I guess this is my chance to make up for lost time.
I’ll have to think carefully about what I post about Moodles, though. So if I write a post about the contents of its diapers or something similarly stupid and personally embarrassing, it could end up printed out and taped to their high school locker etc. So I will watch what I say I hope.
Maybe by then kids will be so used to the lack of historical amnesia that it won’t bother them, or even occur to them to try such tactics. Maybe my concerns will seem as dated and goofy as parental concerns about their children being persecuted over the family’s having emigrated from Germany instead of Poland in the late Thirties. I’m used to taking a long-term view, but the focus of that view has certainly changed in the last twenty hours of the news that we (Renee and I) have a Moodles in our lives. Due date according to doctors is March 5th, so hang on fellow readers for more Moodle Messages!