Tag: babies

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....

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a breech in several acts: act two

In 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....

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a breech in several acts: act one

Did 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...

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the b-word

It’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...

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the fears

Here’s another thing that scares me about having babies: you never know what you’re going to get. I’m not necessarily talking about “will it be fussy?” versus “will it be content?”...

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you are totally going to hate me

I 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...

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mixed bag

Friday night we went to the beau’s office holiday party. This is the fifth year I’ve attended his holiday party, but the first of those years that we’ve been married. Some things happened this year that...

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