we're having a blast - ocyst in heyah!!

So here we are on move in day. That's Egg on the left - mom thinks Egg looks like a little face - and I'm the one on the right, trying to get out of the shot. I wasn't feeling particularly photogenic yet. What can I say; it's hard to smile when you don't have a mouth. Although, Egg seemed to manage just fine...the show off!

Apparently, mom and dad were surprised to find out we both were moving in. Even though mom had been dreaming about the two of us for years, they were expecting a single occupant...although, come to think of it, dad didn't even flinch when he found out. Of course he won't be the one having to make room for us over the next several months. Sorry mom! Still, it was awefully nice for them to let both of us in.

It was a pretty exciting moment, mom and dad getting to see us for the first time. Mom said egg looked just like dad. I didn't really see the resemblance but maybe thats cause I didn't have any eyes yet. Nanny Char giggled though, and the doctor and nurse laughed like they had heard this joke before.

Now, I know that some of you might be thinking, "Owl, how is this possible? You are an eyeless, earless, mouth-less blastocyst. How on Earth (or rather in Womb) are you able to experience and report all this?"

Although some people believe we have souls at conception, I know that most doctors and scientist claim we have no cognitive ability at this stage. We are just a growing mass of endo, ecto and meso-derm germ layers. I admit we might not be much to look at...to you. But Egg says otherwise. Egg says that since mom and dad have been aware of us since the beginning - even before the beginning - then we must be living, thinking beings. WE MUST EXIST! Egg went on to say something about if a tree fell in the forest but mom and dad were there to hear us and we are sound and something about thinking therefore we ARE! Then Egg really went off,"I don't know about you Owl, but I have a feeling we are not going to remember this when we get out of here. And for me...this is unacceptable. It is our responsibility...no, our DUTY, to make a record of this time, this space. Not only for mom and dad but for us! They have no idea which one of us is which. They don't even know our gender yet...but we do, we know who we are, what we are, how we feel, right now. When we get out of here and really get to talk to mom and dad they will need us to tell them who is who and what is what. This is our right, our job, our mission, our AMAZINGLY TRUE ADVENTURE...lets get this party started!!! YEEHAHHH!!"

As you can see, Egg is a passionate little blastocyst.

Anyway, I better stop typing now. Egg is trying to sleep and we've got a lot of decorating to do tomorrow.