I think this is the time when most Mamas-To-Be start counting the days until their little one’s arrival. Naturally, I’m digging my heels in. I want this girl to bake as long as possible. Of course, I’m hormonal and already falling in love with the beast in my belly, so I have moments of the day when I can’t… Read more →
Category: Growing a Human
Pregnant Women are People Too.
For whatever reason, people do really seem to think that being pregnant makes you public domain. Public domain for talking to (thanks, Super-Market checkout man, but I don’t need your advice on breastfeeding), public domain for touching (I can’t tell you how many near-strangers have [hopefully] unknowingly fondled my vagina while trying to find my baby in there), public domain… Read more →
Ring of Fire
I’ve been thinking about the birth a LOT lately. The ring of fire is coming for me, and there’s nothing I can do to stop it. So, a couple of nights ago, with our birthing class still a few weeks away, Scott and I settled into our couch and popped in the Ricki Lake/Abby Epstein Documentary THE BUSINESS OF BEING… Read more →
For whom the belly tolls.
Alright, so I’m starting to freak out a little bit. At 32 Weeks Pregnant, a realization has hit. That 40 Week mark I’ve had on my calendar since February as a deadline to finish up projects? It’s suddenly closing in on me. The more networking I do with other moms-to-be, and the more of them who have started to… Read more →
Tick Tock.
What a week it’s been. I’ve taken my first trip to L&D, suffered a stomach virus, and actually, despite mood swings hitting me like a ton of bricks, made some real progress on our nursery (thanks to my ever-tolerant husband.) As usual, I continue to be a buffet of textbook pregnancy symptoms. My hormones are having a field day right… Read more →
At least they had Nick at Night.
Well, I’ve taken my first official trip to Labor and Delivery as a pregnant lady. We had a bit of a scare last night when at around dinner time, I started to get a bizarre pain shooting up the back of my [already swollen] left leg. At first I ignored it, but (as happens more and more often) the hypochondria… Read more →
Holy Shit, I’m 30 weeks Pregnant.
Time is flying by (and we still haven’t painted the nursery.) The last week has seen some major growth from the beast in my belly. She’s able to push my stomach in all directions, and when Scott and I were in the car the other day, I’m pretty sure she gave me a swift kick to the diaphragm, because my… Read more →
To Wax, or not to wax…
Back in my first trimester, I briefly pondered the idea of a bikini wax. Before the plus sign I wouldn’t have thought twice about it, but at the time I was barfing 4-5 times daily, and blowing chunks into rapidly hardening hot wax covering my private areas seemed like something that deserved a moment’s consideration. Then there was the issue… Read more →
Cankles: The reckoning.
Look at those monsters. Doesn’t it kind of look like someone filled two latex gloves with water? Like there are little sausages tacked on to the end of a beanbag? See how the calf, the ankle, and the foot are all one continuous swollen mess with no discernible definition between them? That is the current state of my feet. And… Read more →
The Happiest Place on Earth
Maybe not the brightest idea two pregnant chicks have ever had, but my friend Amber (who’s due a mere two days before me) and I decided to attempt to beat the heat and take a 9am hike down Runyon Canyon this morning. (We failed. It was freakin’ 100 degrees by the time 9:30 rolled around.) Sophie ran ahead in search… Read more →