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At 30-weeks pregnant I was directed to the high-risk antepartum unit by my doctor.
The trip to the hospital was an exhaustive blur. Forget preeclampsia, I needed sleep.
“Where do we check in?” said Jimmy after he braked for a red light.
“I don’t know. The emergency room?” We didn’t get a tour of this hospital – or [...]

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My daughter is a miracle. From conception to birth she battled to be born. Even now, as we gaze into each other’s eyes when she nuzzles and nurses, I’m amazed she is really, truly here.
Still, I can’t get enough of her and nibble her tender toes, cheeks and belly. Her skin is warm and sweet. [...]

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This blog is in hiatus. After life stabilizes here posts will resume. In the mean time we’re getting excellent healt care and taking it day by day. Many many thanks to everyone for their well wishes. We are greatful for the suport

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Bed rest lost its novelty after three hours. I thought I’d enjoy snuggling on the couch and reconnecting with Oprah, snoozing and reading for at least a few days.
Instead the day yawned in front of me with empty, heavy hours. Daytime TV and repetitive commercials of ‘Slap Chop’ guy who exclaimed ‘you’re going to [...]

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I am a caffeine addict. My love has led me to devote many a Twitter, text message and verbal declaration to it.
Seriously.
I’ve stood on a mountaintop and sworn my unwavering I-would-die-for-you loyalty to Mr. Coffee – and pledged to run away with him if he’d have me.
Fortunately, the mountain was a pile of laundry and [...]

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Kids keep you young? At 35 that’s hard for me to believe.
This pregnancy makes me feel old. Really, really old. Lately my purse is a portable pharmacy with giant bottles of Tums, Tylenol, various other meds, eye drops, tissues and Shout wipes.
Worse yet, my olfactory senses are disintegrating. That or my mental processes are on [...]

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Babies make me sick. Literally. It’s been 16 years since I last felt the lurches, gags and aversions of early pregnancy.
With Jay, I hugged the porcelain for seven months. My astounding ability to become ill at the smell of salt, watching a McDonald’s commercial or nothing became family legend and lore.
My inability to keep food [...]

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Pregnant? It didn’t seem real after all these years of infertility. My primary-care doctor thought it was ectopic and sent me directly over to the gynecologist’s office. Only the office was closed and I was directed to the emergency room.
I needed to drive to the hospital. The doctor’s words ‘tubal pregnancy’ echoed in my [...]

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I was pregnant, but I wasn’t going to be able to keep the baby?
After 16 years of infertility, this had to be some big cosmic joke. I felt short of breath. This pregnancy couldn’t be tubal like my primary-care doctor thought. It just couldn’t.
My emotions flipped from stunned disbelief to panicked overload. I was supposed [...]

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I’m not dying; I’m pregnant.
It had been sixteen years since I last tested positive for a baby. It wasn’t the result I expected my primary care doctor to return. I’d gone to see him because I thought my colon might be infected.
Yes, my colon.
Mind you, I didn’t pick that to worry about at random. A [...]