I resolved what to do about my therapist before I had reached the crest of the switch backs. After having that in the bag I realized that I wanted to just keep on talking aloud about whatever came to mind on my hike. I began talking to the baby in my belly then. I sat on a bench for a few minutes reprieve and just started talking to him. Before I go on further to tell you the story let me give you two details. I, we, don't know the sex of the baby, we're not going to know until after he or she is pushed out sometime this December. However, at about the halfway mark of my pregnancy I began to get a feeling of the sex of the baby. A hunch, which may or may not be correct, had finally come to me after months of me just really know knowing at all. The consensus seems to be, from me, Hadj, and some family members I spent time with in Colorado recently, that we can call it "he." The other detail is that we have known the name of our child to be since before my first trimester was over. I was keeping it a secret for a long time, but now, after months of waiting and still more months of waiting ahead, I am too excited to do much concealing any more. I haven't been volunteering it around, but now I will. The name of kid is going to be, whether he is a he or a she, Salamander. We haven't decided on what the last name will be at this point, but we do know that the first and middle are Salamander T.
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