“I have a daughter. Her name is Sophie.” Somehow, this never quite rings true. It’s not like saying, “I have a belly button,” or “I’m left-handed.” Instead it feels foreign to me. When I discuss her in public, I find myself saying idiotic, cliched things, such as: “Oh it’s such a trip!” (Trip? What trip?? … Continue reading
I love Halloween. As a child, I couldn’t wait to smear makeup on my face and run wild through my neighborhood in inappropriate outfits, only to stuff my face with Mr. Goodbars (my favorite) and other chocolate treats. I loved the pumpkin carving, despite the innards making my hands itch. I loved dipping into the … Continue reading
The house is quiet. The washing machine whirs, the soap nuts safely tucked in their pouch as they clean Sophie’s clothes. She hiccups in her little chair, having been fed and changed. She yawns, a bit of milk residue clinging to her tongue. Neruda chews on a buffalo tendon. The heat sizzles outside. I press … Continue reading
Over the weekend, I gave in. I gave in to every whim I wanted, from lounging around in bed watching old DVDs, to getting bagels (my first of this pregnancy!) with peanut butter and decaf coffee on an early Sunday morning stroll. As I walked while Alex slept, I felt the heaviness in my belly … Continue reading
Easter Sunday. Outside, the sky is bright. The birds chirp. The wind blows. And yet everyone seems to have gone missing. To the gym and back, to brunch, a walk in a new park, where Alex dove to pick up golf balls that had been hit too far out of the driving range. Deep, expanding … Continue reading
A week ago, Alex and I attended our first birthing class, Breastfeeding Basics. A $50 class, we had no idea what to expect. But at the projected 3 hour class duration, I knew I wasn’t looking forward to it. How could anyone discuss breastfeeding for three hours? Not to mention with a bunch of ladies … Continue reading
It has finally arrived. The start of the last trimester… the home stretch, the “transition” from being pregnant to becoming a mother. The countdown has begun. And I couldn’t be more excited. After a whirlwind weekend in Nashville (where we postponed our trip a day due to tornadoes), we flew in at the crack of … Continue reading
Today, I woke to an early alarm, after tossing and turning all night. I kept feeling a pressure behind my belly button – probably brought on by trying a Pilates DVD new core exercise (that and the fact that my belly is rapidly expanding). I dressed quickly, downed some Vega and lifted shoulders/hamstrings at the … Continue reading
After an amazing weekend spent celebrating my hubby’s 31st birthday at the Prestige Suite at the Sofitel, we were ripped back to the real world when the alarm clock went off at 6:30. Alex, quite diplomatically, kept pushing snooze, until I forced my eyes open, cursed our upstairs neighbor for keeping us up yet again, … Continue reading
It’s that time – registry time. I will be 5 1/2 months pregnant on Monday, and Sophie has an empty nursery. Every time I walk into the slate blue/gray room, with the 12 foot ceilings and large window, I am calm. I open her closet and see the few onesies hanging there – gifts from … Continue reading
