I am 8 weeks pregnant today. I wonder how long it used to take a ship to cross the Atlantic from Europe to America. I wonder how many ancient across the ocean voyages my journey will equal. I will have to look that up. I wonder if I could give birth on a ship? It is funny because I have never written about this... but i called my website ilikeseamonsters because well, seamonsters scare me. And I love getting past fear. I love the place right past fear. So, I figured, if i say I like seamonsters, I won't be afraid of them anymore. Plus they are pretty and scary, which is how all girls should be. But for real, at some point as an adult, I got this fear of boats and waves and underwater. Red Lobster commericals used to, ok, still, freak me out. So, what does it mean that the sea has become my mascot? I don't know.

I am secretly still wanting to name the baby Shipwreck. I will have to get some old sea captainy books and look for other nautical words that are more pretty. Cordelia means daugher of the sea, but I fear that a daughter named Cordelia would become a Playboy bunny or at the very least a cheerleader.

My passenger still has flaps instead of arms today... but the little fish will soon become armed. She or he is the size of a cherry now. Armed cherry. I ate blackberries yesterday. Unarmed.