Friday, November 30, 2001

Ouch! It's raining again. It's hard to wake up. Tonight I read a short story about Teddy Rooswelt from Mike Resnick : Over there.
I'm listening to the radio Couleur3... Le vent l'emportera...

Thursday, November 29, 2001

Today was also full of surprises. How can I go down from this pink cloud?
I still face the same problem. How could I announce to friends, colleagues and family that I'm pregnant?
André discovered this weblog. Was it the good way? May be or may be not. Is there a good way? A kind of protocol as for SETI.

So let's take the SETI protocols.
The first step is to check that it's really life and not something artificial. OK! I know it since the first scan I had at the beginning of October. I also feared to have a miscarriage. But now, after tree months this risk doesn't exist anymore.
During the second scan I had November 6th, I saw his heart beating. Do I need another proof that it's really life?

Then the SETI protocols say who we should contact first: other scientists, then national authorities, then United Nations and then everybody. Honoré was the first to know. Then my mother discovered it and my father at the end of the first month. Joseph understood very quickly what was happening to me. He was the first friend to know. After that Hélène my sister asked the good question and guessed the answer after some funny moments. It was a month ago. I wrote a postcard to my other sister the same week and phoned the news to my brother for his birthday.
Then? My grandmother doesn't know it. Or may be does she have some doubts after my last visit a month ago?

Within the science-fiction fandom, Josiane was the first to know because I had to explain her why I was uncertain for a festival. Then Dominique asked the good question. C'est la preuve que le bonheur existe was his answer.

Honoré did also announce this in his country with his own protocol, starting with his mother and then he selected some friends.

So why not telling this now to the world? In some way, it's what I'm doing here.

Is it a question of privacy? Yes. I always faced the problems by turning to a new activity or by trying to solve another problem. Being pregnant is not a problem, not an illness nor a handicap. It's just a strange programme that modify my body and my mind day after day. It's hard for me to control all the changes. I feel more adult and less as la petite fille qui se néglige (this words are from Sandrine, a friend of mine when I was 16). My health is not so important than the one of my baby. It's reassuring to see that Honoré seems to have the same kind of new responsibility on his shoulders. I'm not alone!

In fact the main problem is to find the context for telling the news. I can't change the subject of a dialogue and say "you know what? I'm waiting for a baby." On one hand, people aren't ready for it. Yes, but is humankind ready for the discovery of life in the Universe?
The great news of the day is that I found a flat near Orsay where I will work next year. It's only available at the end of february but the proposal seems to be a good one.

The other thing to note is the discovery of the atmosphere of an exoplanet by the Hubble spectrometrer.
The great idea of the day is to add Honoré in the team of this weblog.
Will he write something? In dioula? In french?
That will be fun!
Being father must also be a new experiment for him.

Wednesday, November 28, 2001

I saw the end of the afternoon only because I felt very tired. There was some problems with the live webcast and we found the solution only near 17 O'clock.

I gave all the phone calls I should have given before. Speak, speak, speak... Do I need this? May be is it the reason why I launched this weblog. Why writing in english? Don't ask! It's like that.
I spent three months sleeping all the time. It's like a new birth for me. May be is it also a new birth for the world. Everyone's activity starts again after September 11th.

I received some inquiries by e-mail about SETI from two students. There was also an organization which is looking for computers to be sent in Porto Novo (Benin). I was also asked to write the forewords of a book. Can I handle all this? Why not? It's hard for me to think about future. Tomorrow has so much unknown factors! But I want to go on, to do more and more every day.
The great idea of the day is to make a hat for Nathalie, a "catherinette" who offered us drink and cookies last monday.
L'esprit c'est comme un parachute.
Il ne nous sauve que s'il est ouvert.

J. Bergier
I should already be in the tram but I'm here writing the first words in this weblog I've just created.