I find that I want Richard to feel everything I feel–every kick, every push, every minor adjustment. As we get closer to delivering, I feel very movement that much more acutely, sometimes in a way that makes me wonder if he is struggling to free himself of what might no longer be a haven. As [...]
Everyday I feel Oliver’s movement a little more, to the point that I can barely sit at my computer and work (edit and write) when he’s wrestling around in my belly. I can sense his head changing position and his feet pressing against me. That along with his falling deeper and deeper into my pelvis, [...]
Today, Oliver turned 38 weeks old. We celebrated by spending over three hours in the Smith Tower at Methodist, shuffling from one appointment to the next. I’m about as ready to deliver as I have been for the last three weeks, a “tight one cm dilated” and about “30% effaced,” which isn’t very much in [...]
Yesterday morning, we went to see Dr. Swenson. This begins the first of many doctor appointments Richard attends with me. ”So, you’ll come get me at nine fifteen, and we’ll head over there.” I have no idea what he means at first, so I ask him again and again why (he doesn’t really like repeating [...]
I have been nauseated for two weeks, and depressed and crying and so tired. The job I have held at Rice for the last six years is coming to a close, I have been looking for work, but have been very unsuccessful in this down economy. Until today, I thought the two were related. Admittedly [...]