I was reading a week-by-week pregnancy book the other day and it occurred to me that I get to birth this baby that is, at the moment, turning cartwheels inside me. I’ve known this, obviously, on an intellectual level but the other day it hit me in the gut, so to speak and I got a little excited, a little intimidated. I hope it is a good birth. I wish every woman I love could have this experience and touch the blinding power we have as women. If we could channel that power into our lives everyday we would already have elected a woman president and there would be some changes to the way this old world spins around.