Category Archives: Adventures in pregnancy
impatient little thing
Boy2 is determined to make his debut early. At my OB visit yesterday I was 4cm dilated & Dr. F said she anticipates hearing from me Sunday night when she’s on call. I have an appointment Thursday, but she said … Continue reading
The not so bad news
Misha’s still in San Francisco, so today Avi & I went to see Dr. H. He (Avi) was very good and was flirting with every woman there. He had one small meltdown when I wouldn’t let him go in the … Continue reading
The name game & why we need to hurry up and pick one
I seriously hate naming things. We had a hard enough time with naming Zoë then it came time to name Avi. Luckily, Avi was the name I liked most on Misha’s list & Daniel just seemed to flow with it. … Continue reading
I’m so screwed
and… Other than a little less ass, there’s not much difference in these pictures. Yeah. I’m so screwed.
My so charmed pregnancies
I suck at being pregnant. My body just does not handle pregnancy well at all. My first pregnancy was a disaster from start to early finish. I had nausea from 2 days after finding out I was pregnant to 3 … Continue reading
It’s the end of the world as we know it (and I feel fine)
Well… maybe a little exhausted & covered in spit up, but mostly fine. November 16 at 2:01 pm our lives were turned upside down (in a good way). The baby formerly known as Boyshteyn was born and we officially became … Continue reading
*sings* I don’t care if I go crazy
Well, maybe I care a little. Dream last night: I was in Europe when Boyshteyn was born. In Texas. No clue how that works. Hatching? Tara was watching him for us, then traded off with Aviva. I decided to finish … Continue reading
Hello there, week 28!
Today marks the beginning of the 3rd trimester! We have 12 weeks until Boyshteyn is due! Crap. We have 12 weeks until Boyshteyn is due. We do not have a pediatrician. We do not have his room painted. We do … Continue reading
The state of my uterus, or: Everybody was kung fu fighting
I’m fairly certain that I am currently housing a ninja. This baby seriously likes to kick. Like violently. And often. Misha hasn’t felt him move yet, but he’s seen it. It’s freaky. It’s a little reminiscent of the “chestburster” in … Continue reading
Must remain calm. Must remember to breathe.
OBDoc: Everything looks good, but let’s get you to 12 weeks, then I’ll give you the all clear. My body: Let’s totally fuck with her head and cause some spotting at 11 weeks 6 days. That would be awesome and … Continue reading
