October 23rd, approximately 3:45 pm, I felt a thump or muscle spasm way down low. But there is no reason for this spasm. Then I felt another one, and began thinking – could that be her? I poked it back. A little bit later, I felt another spasm, this time a little bit over. I poked that one, too.
Category: Wee One
My Instincts Are Sometimes Mute
How well do you trust your instincts? People say we should, but do you? It’s not something I’ve thought about very often, but knowing I’m going to raise a little girl has made me think about how I’m gonna teach her this stuff. I’m better in some areas than others.
The Daily Dose I Could Do Without
I got my daily dose of street harassment yesterday.
At 4.5 months pregnant, I’m still in the stomach phase of ‘I look like I ate too much.’ (Cohiba’s like: Yeah – if you ate a baby.) I was walking back to work from an afternoon coffee jaunt and these two young guys passed me. One of them yelled, “How far along are you?”
The First of Many Motherhood Questions
How am I gonna teach my child about God?
This is something that’s been on my mind since I found out I was pregnant. I feel like I have a duty to teach my child about God, but I am NOT taking her to church.
Fierce Mother Models
I’m past my first trimester and, while I’m still waiting for the extreme tiredness to pass and getting comfortable with my burgeoning belly, I’ve thought a bit about the kind of mother I hope to be. (To my daughter – did I tell you it’ll be a girl?! Evelyn Charlotte. 🙂 )
I think I’ll be at least an OK mom. I’m older (advanced maternal age -doesn’t that suck?) and I feel like I know myself and what I’m capable of. While I do this, however, there are still some fictional mothers that I think are fierce and would be good to emulate, at least in some ways.
Stolen Muse
Sometimes I think pregnancy has stolen my muse. I am 11 weeks in and so very tired that there is little I want to do that requires more than on optic nerve. Watching Harry Potter or other things on Netflix, keeping up with the news here in #Ferguson. I have tried painting, tried drawing (get distracted), tried bicycling (bonk in 10 minutes), tried cooking (ugh – really? Eat that?) and, yes, tried writing (such a heavy pen).
First Trimester Lessons
So, I’m seven weeks along right now, almost eight. One month left in this first trimester. I had my first bout of nausea last night/this morning, and I’m hoping that’s as bad as it gets. There are some things I’m appreciating during this time, the time that so many women call magical.
A Week Like No Other
This has been such a hard week. A week since I found out I am pregnant, and I am so anxious about it. I have moments of panic that clench my heart or stomach and make it hard to sit still. I have noticed that doing anything takes a lot of work right now. I can’t keep my mind on my work, I’m not hungry and I have to work to eat, work to go out with friends, but I hate being alone. I can really even muster up the commitment to crochet or bike like I used to. I’m not even writing that much! I think it’s getting better, but I’m really struggling.
You’re A Wonder, Wonder Woman
I think I had my first pregnancy dream last night. Several of them, actually. In my favorite one, a new Wonder Woman was being born out of a tub, like a Cylon in Battlestar Galactica. She emerged, fully clothed and elevated to the top of the room, where the old Wonder Woman was waiting.
They greeted each other and then stood together and looked ‘away,’ off the horizon. Together, they agreed that they were going to adopt and raise the coming baby.
I decided this was a pregnancy dream and it means one of two things:
1. I am carrying Wonder Woman
2. I AM Wonder Woman.
I’ll accept either one.
And then I read shit like this and want to cry
Some “tru-isms” (are they true? I don’t know.) about delivery and the days after.
I have stopped reading things like this, and I only check Dr. Google when I have a specific question. (Are chills normal during the first trimester?) Because reading stuff like this is really overwhelming and not helpful.
I Didn't Just Wake Up This Morning With A Craving 