I will attempt to excavate and resend the second! Although this may involve rereading the second, in which case I may never send it. (I'm always astonished by how stupid I sound in anything I wrote within the last six months. It's a movable feast: at any given point, anything from the last six months sounds stunningly stupid, anything from the two years before that sounds good but like nothing I, personally, have written, and anything from before that I want to edit.)

And, oh, October of 2007: when I was newly pregnant and did not really understand why I was sleeping all the damn time and eating in most of my conscious minutes and getting nothing done. I don't even remember seeing those emails, but I would like to discuss them now! I am an unreliable correspondent with a year-old child, but nothing like as bad as I was when I was pregnant.