Friday, August 28, 2015

The Emperor's New Clothes

I will live by my own policies
I will sleep with a clear conscience
I will sleep in peace

- Sinead O'Connor

Thursday, August 27, 2015

Pink and blue belts

Twice a week I go to Alta Bates Summit Medical Center for non-stress testing and a once-weekly ultrasound. I guess that's what you get when you're a 41-year-old mother-to-be with two surgeries in the past and a pre-existing condition at the ready.

The pink and blue belts go around your stomach. One secures a fetal heart monitor, the other an activity monitor. The nurses are sweet. They encourage you to put your feet up and they bring you water. They joke with you too. It helps.

The ultrasound techs are fun too. They print out glossy pictures. If you're anything like me, you text the ones showing off the scrotal sac to your husband. If you're anything like him, you bitch that they haven't measured The Business.

If you were me today, you cried. Just a little bit. Just a few happy tears.


Friday, August 14, 2015

Something to remember

Last night Adam lay with his head on my stomach listening to Poppy hiccup. I don't think I've quite grasped the emotional significance of that.