I know that I sleep a lot more heavily now than I did before, and I know that Snow has her lovely brood, but I'm absolutely certain that I or someone would have noticed another person sneaking in to leave a lovely wrapped present on my bedside table. However, I have no need for sunglasses.
On a more somber note, I miss Gilbert so much. I never thought I could miss him so much as when we were waiting the three years for him to finish medical school, but this is another level. He's missing so much, all of the milestones that come with being pregnant. I get to see my baby on a screen (although I have decided that I want the gender of him or her to be a surprise), and he is missing that. This afternoon when I finished my shift in the kitchen, I laid down for a little while and felt the baby kick for the first time, and he's missing that. I know that I'm not the only person who is missing someone, and I wish for all of our sakes that they could be here with us. It's just that sometimes, like today, the missing is so much more sharp than it usually is. My usual dull ache is a stabbing pain tonight.