Yippee

Done with work. Done. Soo happy. Last night, beautiful dark snow squalls. Leaving work, it looked like a rainbow rinsed of color in the sky above the door. An arch of gray and white, the first fat flakes hitting my tear stained cheeks. This morning, blue skies, blue jays plump against the cold in the [...]

Numbers

Yesterday was my birthday. I am 31. This terrifies me somewhat. Friday is the end of my work week–and the beginning of my leave. This excites me. Next Tuesday I’ll be 37 weeks. Full term. Not sure what to think about this. I am on auto-pilot until then. Wishing I could just hit fast forward. [...]

This love

Bean is sick. Since starting preschool it’s been a nonstop barrage of sick all winter–for him, for me, for everyone in our family. It makes my heart ache whenever he’s sick. I want to just wrap him up, snug him into a pocket like a kangaroo; keep him close. Right now he’s next to me [...]

35 Weeks

I am enormous. Every time I bend over the baby resists with a sharp kick. I can feel the outline of his little feet, his rump, his determined knees. Because real estate in my belly is at a premium, he’s taken up residence under my ribs. My groin ligaments feel like spaghetti. It seems beyond [...]

One plus one plus one plus one.

I wake up to snow falling and the sound of little feet. Bean launches into our bed, his cheeks warm, his body all elbows and knees. It is too early and my body feels fragile and behemoth, even though friends continue to tell me I am “all belly.” I’ve been singing London Bridges in my [...]

Morning light.

Wondering:

Why are people compelled to say things like: “You had better enjoy the last few weeks with just one, because two is not the same. It’s so much harder.”

Looking.