Yearly Archives: 2007

Landed….

in NYC. It is strange to walk into a never-before-seen apartment and realize that it is now home. I was stunned at first, because it didn’t fit my pre-conceived ideas of what it would be like, but it’s grown on … Continue reading

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Chapter, Closed

I grew a little sentimental last night, when I realized it was the last night that the boy and I would spend together, alone. As I write, my husband is flying in our direction, to begin the manic week of … Continue reading

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Love/Hate

I’ve been doing a lot of thinking about eating, and health, and exercise, and I’ve come to a real revelation in my way of thinking. It’s a pretty simple idea. What it comes down to is: love myself. Because, though … Continue reading

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Going Insane

I can think of little else other than the fact that I am expecting a call from a genetic counselor, who will tell me whether the fetus has all the correct number of chromosomes. Aargh. I called her at 11 … Continue reading

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Checking in

Pretty busy at the moment but just wanted to check in and let you know all’s well — with me, with the pregnancy, and with moving — but things are really beginning to pick up steam. Therefore I haven’t had … Continue reading

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Riding the waves (of nausea)

I’ve been trying to come up with some way to describe how I’ve been feeling lately. The ones that seem to come close are: unstable, up-in-the-air, nauseous, and un-hinged. I feel like I’m grasping a piece of wood, floating in … Continue reading

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Where was I?

Well, um… what a week. I think I am through it, except, of course, the everlasting repercussions of being pregnant, which I have totally not begun to come to terms with. Denial, it is my friend. At least the part … Continue reading

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Sssh!

So, I don’t know if I mentioned my own illness (fever, cough, sneezing, etc.) this week. It kept me home from work — I worked from home — all week. And now, this weekend, my son has come down with … Continue reading

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RIP N.

For the first few years of our time together, N.’s place, at night, was with me in bed. He’d curl up between my legs, so regularly that I was conditioned to carefully lift my legs and reposition them around him … Continue reading

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My first baby

Before I had the boy, there was the cat. We’ll call him N. N. came into my life as a loudly mewling presence outside my window at around 2 a.m. I wasn’t going to go wandering behind my apartment complex … Continue reading

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