Walked through the baby section of a big box today. I need a visa and a translation guide for all of it’s strangeness.
Do they provide post-secondary education for this parenthood thing? Offer degrees in tidy-didy’s …

I’ve got all of these niggling little chores to get done which separately amount to nothing, but together remain this insurmountable pile which looks big and scary from back here.
And my mother and I are …

After I told a friend of mine about the bun, she told me that her boyfriend had this thing for pregnant women, found them sexy. Now, I think it’s an amazing thing, I do, but …

Hiding behind private entries, while adjusting to the big news. But since most everyone I know knows, all shall be revealed.
There is a bun in the oven. A pig in the poke. I am a …

Paraphrased from The Sum of All Fears, “The Bun is in play! I repeat, the Bun is in play!”
Today was a big bun exposure day. Which in some ways is slightly sad: people will never …

For those of you who are estranged from your family, I highly recommend making amends before you or your partner gets a bun in the oven. And then, if they don’t already live near you, …

Junior/ette looks just like…um…his/her Dad? A tiny galaxy? A very large bean?
*imagine, if you will, ultrasound with amorphous blobs*
Holy cats, look what we did.
[Edited to add: family resemblance? You be the judge.]
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A friend I haven’t seen in quite some time was convinced that I had lost weight since the last time I saw her. Little does she know. For the first time in my life I …

This whole pregnancy thing…rife with unpleasant hurdles and pitfalls all along the way. It makes you happy to give birth because you’re so glad that all the symptoms end. It’s like the hammer you hit …

I guess I’m nervous. Curious whether they’ll do an ultrasound.
The burden of keeping this secret is killing me–it’s such a BIG secret, and I feel pretty isolated, but the consequences of telling people too soon …

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Okay. I know that I was stressed out and said that I wanted morning sickness to take the edge of worry off the possibility of miscarriage. And I meant it, too. It was a reassuring …

And it’s sad that ma mayun can’t be here. Although I expect that all that will happen is weighing, a little poking and prodding, and a lot of talk. I’m still nervous. My mom, bless …

Okay, it’s embarrassing–I admit. It’s more than embarrassing, it’s slightly compulsive. But I have to come clean.
I have taken four pregnancy tests. Even though the first one said I was pregnant, the little pink line …