Today is the “putting away of the loot, and the figgurin’ what we need to buy” day. The house is full of cute books and little doobobs, which is pretty weird because apparently there will …

The shower was last night, and despite a swimming success (due in no small part to my Wonder Mother, who made enough food and bought enough booze to keep Caesar’s forces happy) I’m a little …

” We want our teachers to be trained so they can meet the obligations–their obligations as teachers. We want them to know how to teach the science of reading, in order to make sure there’s …

Bought the little tyke his first books, even though they tell me he can’t read when he pops out (I just don’t understand that…). Mostly stuck with the classics: a little Dr. Suess, a little …

Since we rearranged the house to accommodate the oncoming arrival of the little feller, we lost the use of our one full-length mirror which is now tucked behind a dresser. Now the only time I …

First off, I’m pretty sure my mailing address reads: “Gloomy and Rainy Pacific Northwest” and not “Cold but Sunny Colorado” but it seems that Mother Nature forgot and put Colorado’s weather here. It’s cold and …

One week until the shower, and I’m pretty sure that my prediction that all of our friends would show up with booze or other equally entertaining but inappropriate gifts will come true. Everyone told me …

Better known as the “When you having that thing?” trimester. Over and over and over…
Also, childbirth classes can be some high comedy. For instance, the teacher showed us a poster showing the several stages of …

My tum is thrum-thrum-thrumming with regular intervals. The kid has either got the hiccoughs, or exceptional rhythm.

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I’ve been rearranging our room with an eye toward “Old Havana meets the Han Dynasty.” We had this hideous pink comforter cover (it used to be burgundy–I’m not really a “pink” gal) so I went …

My husband is going to kill me. He’ll wait until I give birth, then he’s going to take the kid, and he’s going to kill me.
So this whole, “Ant killer, no ant killer” thing? Yeah, …

The unseasonably warm weather has
A) created a late-season infestation of piss ants that really dig my kitchen.
B) a particularly long season of fruit flies that seem to want to die a Kamikazi death in my …

The midwife felt the bun’s head which is now in the delivery position. That is to say, upside down. Isn’t that nuts? Barring some strange event, he will remain upside down until zero-hour.
He’s more like …

So, I wonder if I shouldn’t make a little synopsis of pregnancy. The cliff notes, as it were.
First Trimester:
You’re excited and nervous, and seriously wondering if you lost your mind when you decided not …