It’s always been more head trick than obstetric. We do understand that. Back when we were considering whether to take another run at this whole procreation thing, not a single one of the many educated folk we spoke to–nurses, docs, researchers and such–mentioned 30 weeks as a milestone of any particular significance. [...]
Years later, adult Alex had no explanation for his recurring dreams of the boulder chase scene from Raiders of the Lost Ark.
“Ahh! You’re driving me crazy!”
“What? I’m just labile right now. Is that so wrong?”
My brother Dave got his law degree last night. Who’da thunk a reputable school like Temple could be so easily bamboozled? :-)
One of his fellow graduates who spoke talked about expecting law school to be very cut-throat and focused on individual achievement, and his surprise to find it actually felt more like a [...]
Yeah, we’re really suffering…
Twenty-nine weeks and all’s well.
(To be filed under the ever-expanding category of “red=hot”)
Isn’t this a wonderful life, so full of opportunities for learning? Here’s a new one that came my way today.
If you’re hurrying to start another load of laundry, DON’T:
pull your belt out through the pant loops
drop trou
reach down with the hand holding the belt to pick [...]
Well lookie who’s all smiles as she glides across the threshold out of micropreemiehood.
Of course preeclampsia often makes for wee babies, so we’re still hoping for a goodly number of weeks yet of percolation. Thirty, for example, would be nice. As would 35, 6, 7. But for now we’re happy to have [...]
Of course it’s too early, right, to start speculating on the personality of this new one. (But when did that ever stop us?) So yesterday we were trying to figure out what it meant for AL to have noticed, frequently, when she has what we shall politely label here urgent bladder that the Boy seems [...]
To those whose love for photosynthesis has nothing whatsoever to do with consolidating albums of grainy mugshots. Who see beauty in the green and the brown, the scraggly as well as the lush. Who sink their hands in the dirt, who sow, water, fertilize and prune, who arrange for shade or sun. [...]
I was just sitting here thinking how grateful I was that xocolatophobia doesn’t seem to run in the Yoder family. Then I came across this and suddenly I’m a little nervous.
Well hey, loogit who made it to the third trimester.
Twenty-seven weeks yesterday. But who’s counting? :-)
“So much time and so little to do. Wait a minute. Strike that. Reverse it.”
–Willy Wonka, Charlie and the Chocolate Factory
Somewhere the ghost of Roald Dahl is grinning down upon us. In this our latest installment of the Madcap Adventures of AL and Tony Attempting to Breed Successfully, today’s newspaper brought some entirely unexpected [...]
For any of you familiar with the distinctive laugh so insidiously woven through the roots of my family tree, this is why I’m glad we’re not having quadruplets…
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