I am ten days past the scream-n-push Bodily Fluids Festival of ’09 (Marilyn Manson should take notes) which means, of course, that it’s time to talk about losing the baby weight. No, not because I’m feeling overly anxious about it – I’m too busy being anxious about being anxious! – but because I’ve gotten a …
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Let’s be clear: this is not my baby. If it were, there would have been twice as much tape plus a couple of pairs of scissors, some contraband Halloween candy and a spare brother or two caught in there as well. Five Great Things About Having a One-Week-Old Baby5. The explosion of pink! It’s like …
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As many of you have now surmised, Thursday morning found me, my Husband of the Good Genes, and my Doula Beth in the Labor & Delivery ward of the hospital at the crack of dawn. I was feeling chipper, strong and so so ready to get this baby out! Despite all my best control-freak efforts …
Every year Halloween provides an opportunity to let out the parts of us that we normally keep under wraps in a nod to polite society. For one day a year however, you are encouraged to be as violent, sexual, inane or un-PC as your little heart desires. Even given these lax rules there are still …
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Officially the weirdest offer anyone has ever made me at the gym (yes, this even beats all the Quixstar nee Amway pitches): “If you’re still pregnant next week, I’ll bring my gloves and I can just strip your membranes in the locker room.” Warning: Gross Biology Lesson Ahead!For those of you uninitiated with all things …
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Thanks to Laura for the pic! It was awkward. And I have no one to blame but myself. There I was, surrounded by several of my good friends who took me out to remind me that I am actually a person and not just a non-exercising baby incubator, when this happened: Friend: Oh you look …
Me, 35 weeks. Disclaimer: If you are at all squeamish, you might want to just skip this post. I might as well have titled it “All my freaky medical conditions.” Consider yourself warned. Q: How much longer ’till Baby Day?A: Officially: one month. Unofficially, in a little over 1 week I’ll be 37 weeks which …
Yeah, this poster has a typo. Several actually. Kids these days. I have the feeling that eventually this will be one of those Turning Points in my life that I’ll talk about later with great insight. But living it thus far has felt anything but profound. Unless you mean profoundly depressing. Backstory: Wednesday morning I …
Incident: My three-year-old son was downstairs playing happily with his dinosaurs while I was upstairs playing happily with my ten piles of laundry in various states of clean. As I was folding (read: stuffing into drawers) my husband’s collection of 100 tech conference t-shirts, the thought suddenly occurred to me: What if my son got …
32 weeks today! Which means I have 8 weeks left. Unless good karma kicks in – I totally let two people go ahead of me in line at the grocery store as they had way less items than I did; I know, someone saint me – and then I could possibly pop this kid out …
