My friend Ashley took the reins months and months ago before the bump had ballooned and told me she wanted to throw me a baby shower — something she’s always wanted to do — so I happily took her up on her offer. Over the course of the intervening months, she has worked so hard on the event. And did a fabulous job. I really can’t thank her enough for making my first baby shower…
Not a whole lot to talk about this week, really, unless I’m permitted to talk about the extreme awesomeness of the weather we’ve had all week. Just beautiful, and no humidity. Air is off and windows are open, sky is blue. As it should be. No new exciting vegetable analogies to report; this week I’m told to imagine four navel oranges knocking around in there. The fatigue has crept back and I’m finding myself craving…
When I was a kid I thought Labor Day was the day all the babies were born. Except me. Because, you know, I was born on Jesus’ birthday instead. Let’s all join hands and send these positive directives into the universe: Do not use the word “hate” when you mean “hatred.” Do not use the word “impact” when you mean “affect.” Do not say “regime” when you mean “regimen.” I just wrote a long diatribe…
Another big milestone. We’re just ten weeks away, give or take, from meeting the little man. This week he’s comparable in size to a head of cabbage. He’s slated to gain half a pound a week here on out, and he’s supposedly losing his adorable fur coat. His movements in there are so interesting. Sometimes they’ll be spastic, like a collection of shudders and shakes. Occasionally I will feel what seems initially like I have…
I am in love with a face that I’ve never even met. I got to see it again, sort of, Tuesday afternoon. Here’s a picture, with a helpful annotated guide in case you can’t tell what’s going on. He’s a champion scowler already. I love it. He comes from solid scowling stock, so that makes perfect sense. We saw him wiggle a little bit, and he lobbed a good punch at the tech’s wand. He…
Yesterday’s visit with the midwife brought lots of good news I didn’t expect: I passed my glucose screening so I am officially not diabetic. I’m also not anemic. No swelling. Appropriate weight gain. Yay nutrition! Plus I got a nice discount off my bill because of a bartering arrangement we worked out and because my midwife is a badass in general. Baby butternut squash has maneuvered his way into a mostly head-down position, with his…
I want him to know that I tried really, really hard.
Spending my last few moments before work on a Saturday grunting and sweating and moving furniture around in the nursery, vacuuming, moving stuff to the new office, trying to keep my chin up.
Amazingly, I’m coasting into the third trimester. Body feels good. Mind … well, I’m working on it. I haven’t exactly had a lack of dumb things to deal with lately, but I am working on my coping mechanism. Dealing with frustrating situations is basically going to be the name of the game from now on, I think, so I might as well do some work on myself to get ready. That’s enough about that for…
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