"Ewwww, who has smelly feet??" cries Autumn in the living room this evening. "Um, it's me" responds Lindsey, "my feet always smell after I wear those black shoes". A bit of me is relieved to hear this banter. Life is somewhat normal, it has been for some time now and the thought of returning to anything else scares the shit out of me. In about a week, we'll have another scan, just an ultrasound this time, to make sure that everything looks just as great as it has felt. I know it is impossible to feel anything different right now, this is how life will be but it beats the alternative, so I'm game.