Category: Ta

Tomorrow S will be ten weeks old. At some point, I suppose, we will stop counting weeks and start counting months. If the other ladies at Mommy and Me yoga are any indication, the time is coming soon. It seems like everyone with a baby older than four months refers to her child’s age in… Continue reading This fleeting, precious time

So we’re in the middle of Week 39 now, rapidly cruising towards D-Day. It’s funny how everyone treats you like a bomb that’s about to go off when you show up to things a few days before your due date. When I went to a friend’s dissertation defense yesterday morning, people seemed astonished: “You made… Continue reading Waiting for kidot

Waddling home from the Supreme Shop-n-Bag last weekend, B and H encounter a panhandler in a wheelchair. P: Hey guys, can you help me out? B and H: Sorry, not today. P (observing the waddle): What’re you having, hon, a boy or a girl? H: We don’t know yet. P: Oh. But when it comes… Continue reading Umbrage

To balance out the sunny sweetness of my last entry, here are some thoughts on a less life-affirming aspect of late pregnancy. When introducing his pregnancy journal below, B reports that nothing much has happened to him during this nine months of waiting, but that’s not strictly true. Granted, he hasn’t acquired stretch marks that… Continue reading Losing sleep (and ta’s not even here yet)

I’m sure that some of this is the natural-high hormones of pregnancy, but I have to say that for me, being pregnant has been a very positive experience. One of the things I like about it is how it connects me with other people. The number of people I encounter in daily life who can… Continue reading Pregnancy promotes friendliness