hold that thought…
the third trimester is the monster that has been waiting to rear its ugly head. every night i live in fear. will this simple coughing fit turn into my worst nightmare? will i make it to the bathroom in time this time?
is this for real?
even though every day i get a little bit bigger, and this little person inside jerks around like the dickens, i can’t help but be shocked every time i catch a glimpse of myself in the mirror and think, “is this actually happening?” it’s been hard to wrap my mind around the fact that at […]
it’s alive!
when i used to think about babies moving around inside the womb i thought it was probably cute. a little kick here, a well placed jab there… you know, miraculous and inspiring. life! the real deal is not as cute or miraculous. sure, maybe the first few times you’re sitting there thinking, “oh my god! […]
“is it just me” or “screw maternity wear”
i live in downtown toronto, and for all intents and purposes, it’s a pretty fashionable city but the choices for mom’s to be, who aren’t necessarily going to be able to fit in regular sizes throughout the duration of their gestation, are kind of shit.
where the sidewalk ends
i love how certain things from childhood stay with us no matter how old we get. like this shel silverstein poem. every now and again a line will pop into my head and i’ll remember how much i love it. you can imagine how pumped i was when i received where the sidewalk ends in […]