Alexa

Hey, have you seen what I’m wearing? It’s new: I call it VIABLE BABY.

My dad died last week. The funeral is tomorrow, thus in between his dying and his funeral fell the holidays, which were honestly joyful; the day he died was also the day I saw an apparently healthy and obviously human baby at my nuchal translucency scan. It would be nice if events occurred in emotionally [...]

Do you ever do that thing, where you are just going to rest for a bit, maybe to help your preschooler fall asleep, and then you open your eyes and it is the next day? Yeah. Sorry about that. Anyhow, the appointment yesterday was fine. Weird, but fine. More on that in a few paragraphs. [...]

Long before I’d begun thinking about children, I knew pregnancy would be rough on me in one specific way. Hormones and my stomach do not play well together. I had birth-control-induced hyperemesis twice. The first time, when I was about 14, my already spindly 93-pound frame was whittled to skeletal proportions—I believe I got down [...]

I know. I know. I thought about not posting at all, because Simone is sick, I am back on Zofran, and the best I can do today is, once again, awfully close to a blank page. However, I am trying not to be too hard on myself about my lackluster foray into National Blog Posting [...]

1. Spiked, presumably for unsavory purposes (spearing the cake-fed babies of the aristocracy?) 2. Horse _ _ _ _ _ _ Ultrasound is tomorrow at 1:00 p.m. Central Standard Time. If the news is good, it will be followed by a 1-hr glucose tolerance test, cervix hunt/routine exam, Let’s Keep This One Alive discussion, and [...]

In all the hullaballoo of the past months, I forgot to show you Simone’s Back to School photos, and you’ve no doubt been bitterly, brokenly disappointed by this omission, so here: What is shocking about these pictures, taken a measly two months ago, is how different she already looks from them. She has gotten very [...]

I am feeling decidedly less sanguine. Not that I was sanguine before, but I am FURTHER from sanguine now. I was doing so well with my not-getting-ahead-of-myself when the only evidence I had was encouraging, but I seem to give the bad considerably more weight than the good. To be fair, I am still not [...]

I’ve had all these THOUGHTS about what I might say in this entry, and the proof that thoughts are not typing is in the fact that this sentence, the one you are reading right now, is the first onto the page—and is only there at all because I am falling asleep, meaning it’s now or [...]

Did I tell you about the local crime wave? Local as in within my apartment building? Last week, two apartments on the second floor were burgled burglarized burgled: the apartment directly below us (in which we used to live!) and the apartment next to it. AND! The burglary took place right under my nose! I [...]

There has been this Internet Meme making the rounds among many of my friends—it originated as a way for those attending The Blathering to “meet” each other before they actually meet each other, posting short videos of themselves saying certain words and answering certain questions to reveal and discuss regional differences in accents and word [...]

Deep breath. Scott and I decided to separate. Thanks to a spectacularly well-timed housesitting arrangement, we spent some time apart. We reconciled. I formed a kidney stone the size of Tulsa. I used my pain-scale NINE for the very first time and passed out in triage. Morphine. More Morphine. Dilaudid. I watched my very own [...]

I have several little items I keep near my deskish area. My rabbit cartoon, a Valentine the nurses made us, which bears Simone’s not-quite-a-week-old footprints, a purple ribbon a friend gave me (in college?), which reads “HOMEWORK CHAMP,” a paper-clipped stack of miniature index cards, which once hung on my Crazy Person’s Bulletin Board—you know, [...]