Second trimester

As of today, or maybe yesterday, or possibly sometime tomorrow, I have survived twenty-five weeks of pregnancy.  There should be a badge of honor, some sort of gold medal that reads “HEY NOW, I CAN NO LONGER TIE MY SHOES, SO →MORE...

Mar 30, 2009
© 2009 Helios Media, Inc.  Please click here to see this image on Flickr. A few years ago, She-Who-Shall-Not-Be-Named asked me to help her find a dress for an upcoming formal evening.  I leapt at the opportunity, of course, because when →MORE...

Mar 27, 2009
I began to feel the rhythmic beats, thump thump thump thump thump thump, last weekend.  At first I thought I had bad gas, so I spent an entire evening wedding walking around with my butt cheeks clenched and praying that I →MORE...

Mar 25, 2009
It absolutely astounds me that I am only a month from the end of the second trimester.  Time flies when you’re incubating.  How is that possible, exactly?  Wasn’t it just yesterday that I told my husband he was going to be →MORE...

Mar 23, 2009
At this point, you are a little over a foot long and OH MY GOODNESS, SO ADORABLE. I know this because these days you spend a lot of time delivering solid blows to my innards.  Those kicks?  The ones where my →MORE...