Archive for October, 2007
it’s raining friends
Baby Shower, Rev. 2: The local friends edition
The people came, the food was eaten, the gifts were unwrapped, the blessings were said.
Childhood BFF who is herself 22 weeks along (Hi Mel!) flew down from Portland, Or., for the event, which she had helped to co-host and coordinate long distance. Friend Naomi opened her house to [...]
Posted by calm mama on Tuesday, October 30th, 2007 at 9:19 am in pregnancy | 5 Comments »
crazy eights?!? wooo hoo!
Okay people, this is it. The big time. I’ve been tagged for a meme. Thanks Jenny at Mommin’!
I’m a bit of a blogging newbie, so this is my first. And it couldn’t be more timely (since I’m on the non-mope-mobile). What a nice distraction.
It does force me to think though. Oh dear… right. More happy, [...]
Posted by calm mama on Sunday, October 28th, 2007 at 7:43 am in pregnancy | 3 Comments »
more happy, less moping
The thing about the hospital visit Thursday night is that I had to have my bubble burst. So it’s really okay. I’m in the same position I’ve always been, between full-on western medicine and birthing in a field; somewhere on that spectrum, to the best of my ability.
Many people have talked to me about remembering [...]
Posted by calm mama on Saturday, October 27th, 2007 at 1:28 pm in pregnancy | 2 Comments »
learning not to expect anything when you are expecting
Last night we went on the hospital tour. They say you should do this tour in your third trimester, so we waited until now. I wonder if I’d done it earlier, if I might have chosen a different path.
Up to this point, my idea of the hospital had been only that; an idea. Based on [...]
Posted by calm mama on Friday, October 26th, 2007 at 12:19 pm in pregnancy | 3 Comments »
is this normal?
Insomnia again. Went to bed at 11. Up again since 1. Now it’s almost 3. Have nearly cleaned out the Tivo of the shows I watch when Scott is not around. The really bad shows (Bachelor, Desperate Housewives). Shows that one can only bear with the fast-forward button in hand, in the middle of the [...]




