Hi! I wanted to check in and send a big THANKS to seapealsh, calturner, louise39, and my anonymous gifter for the kind words and Christmas gifts. You all brightened my day ( Read more... )

Hello, old friends. I just got the following e-mail from my mother. Hold my hand, now, and read it with me:

Julie ( Read more... )

Love with abandon. It’s my favorite phrase. I think it’s my favorite phrase because I’m not exactly capable of doing it. I want to love with abandon, and, more than that, I want to be loved with abandon. It’s what I’ve always wanted and what I can’t wrap my mind around. People who do it, flagrantly, stun me, spin me around and off my axis and leave ( Read more... )

The big fear with the first one is that you’ll fail. Fail at all of it: diaper changing, feeding, holding, consoling, being a mother. And you do, in a way. Diapers don’t stay clean. There is spit-up and there are days when the baby wants to eat more than the books say he should. Your muscles ache from stiff posture and frozen arms because if you ( Read more... )

I simply won't acknowledge that I kind of want to vomit right now. That'll make it go away, right? Besides, even if it were nausea (which it is NOT), it would be nausea with a CAUSE. Purposeful puke. Sanctioned sickness. Righteous regurgitation. Blessed barf ( Read more... )

............ I'm going to have a baby!!!!!!!!............

Mini #2 is currently settling into his/her new digs, where he/she will remain until roundabout June 21.

Mommy is excitedconfoundedhopefulgobsmacked. It's still surreal.

They call it devaluation/idealization, and it’s a hallmark of my “condition.” Did you know that I had the best job in the world before December? That I was happy, settled, comfortable, and fulfilled? That getting up was easy, knowing, as I did, that I was heading off to this piece of corporate utopia where I was paid competitively and always ( Read more... )

The receptionist at my eye doctor was wearing a button that said "Ask me about my lashes," and I found it more amusing than it probably was. I kept thinking of people I know and the buttons they could wear, and that is an entertaining way to spend the wait while your eyes dilate. Or maybe it's just me. Ask me about my odd sense of humor ( Read more... )

I was told to report that I did not die of fright. I'm still reeling from the relief that comes after a loooooong period of dread.

I see Interim today at 10. Will post later on the off-chance that I survive.