It has to be progress that I am able to somewhat replace, or rather, tame anger and frustration with indifference. At the very least I won't be expanding energy unnecessarily. And gawd only knows I will need whatever energy I can rummage up from now until the day I pop.
I also wouldn't want Sophia to be born a pessimist or a sourpuss. They say emotions pass from mother to baby so my task will be to at least remain indifferent (no feeling is better than bad feelings) if I cannot conjure happy thoughts.
In the meantime, I think I should play more Russell Watson, Andre Bocelli or Mozart on the home stereo/iPod.
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