By the grace of God we're at 20 and a half weeks of our first viable pregnancy since our series of miscarriages. Painful as those days were (and still are) we're now reveling in the joy of expecting our second child.
So today we went to the doctor's for the usual 20 week sonogram. The
appointment was for 2:30 and getting there at 2:05 did nothing for our
wait. The minute hand passed far into 3:00, while we listened to the
idle chatter of the staff. I blissfully played catch-up with sleep
while my thoughts at this point were "man, this is boring but at least
I get to sleep."