Was just thinking about this very topic this morning, or close to it: Blogging Moms Rant About Clothes
As I have now hit 34 weeks, and 170+ pounds (a-hem) some of the cute stuff that fit me for the first six months of this adventure is now in a post-partum-possibilities pile. I only have . . . → Read More: clothing zeitgeist
I was tired. So tired. Going to bring home take-out after swim class kind of tired. And then I became possessed. Inspired. Something.
There was a big bag of potatoes in the cabinet. Not one, but two bags of broccoli from successive farmers’ market trips one . . . → Read More: recipe of the week: the potatoes have eyes
Strange days/daze: Spent almost the entire weekend sleeping. Feeling like a big hibernating mother bear. Then last night (this morning), 3:30 a.m., bolted awake. Wide awake, but not useful awake. Just awake. Short breath, heart rate elevated, can’t sleep, awake.
This week in my childbirth preparation class I learned that pretty soon, we don’t want the baby to be “sunny-side up.” In other words, if he’s facing out towards the world, I could have a very painful “back labor” experience.
We all arrive relatively on time: six couples — five student pairs, plus the teacher and her husband (their baby is due in January). We take our shoes off as directed before entering the house, a classic Berkeley Zen/Craftsman with lots of wood and windows and Japanese accents.
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