Nineteen.
Tired of photos of just me. So: sister, cousin, me, cousin, sister. Don’t judge me for wearing the same dress as last week, mmkay?How far along? 19 weeks, 3 days. (My due date was moved up a day to August 31st, Mike’s birthday!)How big is baby? 16 centimeters and 9 ounces. NINE OUNCES. Which, accordingRead the whole post >>
Read More"SO!? What is it?!"
Whenever a friend or family member has a baby girl, I am jealous. Even if I’m not pregnant, or even thinking about it, I’m jealous. I assume that everyone hopes for a girl when they are pregnant. I want a daughter. I want my daughter to have sisters. Girls are sweet, cute, wear pretty dresses,Read the whole post >>
Read MoreEighteen.
$10 Target dress from the junior’s section. Oh heck yes. Should do something about my ridiculous pallidness. How far along? 18 weeks, 2 days. (You become oddly specific about these things when you’re pregnant. I usually don’t know what day of the week it is. But I know how pregnant I am!) How big isRead the whole post >>
Read MoreThe Story of Tsunami.
A really big part of me, I never really talk about on this blog. It’s odd; I’ve been writing for a few years on here, and haven’t told you much about this – save for a few times here and there. Even though it doesn’t come up in my daily life, it still influences meRead the whole post >>
Read MoreSpilling the Beans.
Well, my friends – the time has come. It’s obvious I’m pregnant. (And not just because my chest is bigger. Which was a coworker’s response when I shared that I was pregnant. Which was sort of creepy but mostly awesome.) Check it- I just came back from a lovely three-day retreat with the highRead the whole post >>
Read MoreSeventeen.
I saw this on this blog and loved the idea. Since I measure my life in weeks, now – I’ll be keeping track of things here on my blog. Because, really? I’ve been terrible with my attempt at a pregnancy journal. You’ll just be subjected to my rambling each week. My apologies in advance. HowRead the whole post >>
Read MoreJustin Timberlake and Midwives. Oh, Yes.
I had my 16-week appointment this week – a bit late because as I was scheduling it at my 12-week appointment, the receptionist said my midwife would be on vacation during my 16th week. So I made it for today, when she would be back. Mike has come with me to the last two appointments,Read the whole post >>
Read MoreFeeling Hot. Or Not.
There is nothing I’d rather spend my Saturday evening doing than trying on clothes under fluorescent lights in Target while listening to various children scream or cry around the store. Especially when I’m pale and splotchy and flabby. You know how flattering fluorescent lights can be. A treat, really. I’m considering installing them in frontRead the whole post >>
Read MoreBecause the Sun is Shining and its over 60 and I Have a Coffee Date with A Teacher Friend NOW.
Dear Baby in My Belly – I love that I’m feeling you move now and that you are growing like crazy, but I’m a wee bit tired of being tired. And then waking up in the middle of night either nauseous or just AWAKE for no reason. My second trimester is supposed to be theRead the whole post >>
Read MoreThe "Right Time."
This isn’t the right time to have a baby. It just isn’t. Mike will be starting a PhD program this fall and I currently earn 75% of our income. My job provides our health insurance. I always thought work would be optional for me when when we had kids one day; that it would beRead the whole post >>
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