what they tell you
People have a lot of stuff to tell you about new babies. Everyone tells you: Is the baby fed? Then that’s enough! Perhaps this is meant as reassurance that it’s okay to merely survive. I can see that....
Read MorePeople have a lot of stuff to tell you about new babies. Everyone tells you: Is the baby fed? Then that’s enough! Perhaps this is meant as reassurance that it’s okay to merely survive. I can see that....
Read MoreIn part one I learned that I had a baby who was breech. ACT TWO: THE WEEK OF MAGICAL THINKING I went into my 35-week appointment thinking something felt different. I thought that the baby had almost certainly changed positions....
Read MoreDid you know? Babies can be breech. I knew this, intellectually, and yet I still sort of believed it was something that happened only to other people. So you can already see where this is going. ACT ONE: A WORLD OF NOPE At week...
Read MoreI want stuff. I want so much stuff it’s stressing me out. Let me rephrase that. I want stuff...
Read MoreWhat’s a clever way to tell you I’m pregnant? Because I don’t have one. I have been trying to...
Read MoreWhat did you do on your full moon Friday the 13th? The beau was traveling for work and I...
Read MoreIt’s been more than two years since I last wrote about babies, so I thought I’d cruise back around the topic slowly while leaning out the window and making lewd gestures. I should just end this post...
Read MoreI really doubted whether posting about babies right on the heels of Tuesday’s post about babies was a good idea. I don’t wish to alienate you, dear friends. I don’t wish to make you cry in anxiety, or roll...
Read MoreI don’t want to have a baby. Oh lawds, no. I don’t. I won’t. I can’t. I shan’t. Absolutely no...
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