I’ll be honest — I’ve had a couple of days now of nagging worry. Tuesday I slipped on a pair of pants that I was unable to button just last week and the dang things fit. I thought maybe it was a fluke so I tried on another pair and sure enough, it fit too. I mean, they fit OK but not awfully comfortably. The same thing happened Wednesday, I don’t know. I find it…
Last night I dreamed that I went to the hospital to deliver my baby, and when the doctor offered me an epidural, I refused it and told him I intended to have the baby without pain medication. He looked at me point blank and said, “Are you retarded?”
The bulge continues to embiggen and I find myself unable to stop touching it and feeling its contours when my mind wanders or I am walking somewhere. What, exactly, is in there? Better yet, who? These questions are as big as the universe right now. This weekend Ray’s mom and my mom and sister came to town to celebrate his graduation. The conversation, naturally, turned to babythings. My sister demanded that I would want an…
What a wacky week to be in utero. Or hell, out of utero. We went to three days and nights of loud and crazy concerts, lived through near-nonstop rain and what could end up being historic flooding, watched the Grizzlies steamroll the Thunder in game one of round two of the playoffs, and heard the news that Osama bin Laden took one to the head. Last week I could still suck my gut in, even…
I have had prouder moments than the time yesterday when I was twenty minutes away from meeting my friend Ashley for dinner, and found myself standing in the kitchen, desperately spooning gobs of peanut butter into my mouth and breaking off pieces of crumbly cheese onto tiny toasts and cramming them in my gullet, suddenly confident in the knowledge that if I had to wait twenty more minutes to eat, I would die, DIE, right…
This week the clouds dumped roughly three thousand inches of water onto us over the course of several days, and I was very grateful for a roof over my head. I spent some time in the basement at work as a menacing cell moved through Downtown. The sun is out today. All around us and especially to the south, there are enormous amounts of carnage and destruction. The death toll was still in double digits…
Forgot to take a real picture Sunday. So this crap will have to suffice. And yes, I am totally sucking it in. [Project 365]
I have this iPhone app that alerts me every Thursday morning that I have started a new week of pregnancy. There is no need for the alert, really, as I obsessively read and reread every day’s tidbit, and I know at every moment of every day just what week and day I’m on. This week there is a little lime-sized thing in me. If all is still well, its bones are hardening, its tooth buds…
I feel like I’ve been sitting on the biggest secret in the world. And truly, I have. This little passenger came on board in February and shook my shit up. For a good long while there I thought I was losing my grip and finally making the long drop into madness. Turns out it was just my brain and body getting themselves aligned for what is to come. And what an alignment that was. Of…
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