Two roads diverge in a wood...

In just a few hours my wife will go to the hospital to find out whether she is carrying a boy or a girl.  I'm so excited, and anxious, I feel great like I've never felt before.  This is a huge landmark in my time line, I think, whether or child will be a boy or a girl.  We have mentally prepared for either event.  I suppose the split between boy and girls isn't so much the butter-or-guns divergence it once was, but it's still quite a profound difference in our potential futures.  Interesting to think about, definitely.  I know we will be so happy either way.  Last night I read the introduction to Thoreau's Walden to her belly.  I don't know what the baby actually hears, but it was good for all of us, I think.