The Green Room

Either my breasts have gotten smaller (unlikely, given the way my bras are fitting) or my belly has moved farther away from them. If it’s option number two, that means baby is getting ready to be born, to which I say, hallelujah!

I was starting to feel a little overwhelmed by today already, because I have a bridal shower to attend this afternoon, and I need to prune the roses before tonight so that the yard debris bin can go out to the curb before tomorrow morning. When you’re supposed to be on bedrest, that’s already [...]

So, my doctor called me this afternoon to see how I was doing, and to tell me that they want to rerun one of my blood tests when I go up to the hospital this evening to drop off my other lab stuff. She was very happy to hear that I’d stayed home from [...]

Ryan has rigged up his playstation 3 so that we can watch netflix instant watch movies on our television. Even though it does kill me a little bit to have a video game system in my living room, any technology that lets me watch Futurama I guess I can’t hate anymore.

My doctor has scheduled me for a fetal stress test this evening up at the hospital, which means I still have plenty of time to go to work today, but my coworkers talked me out of it. They’re probably right. I won’t be at work tomorrow either, because one of the other things [...]

If my doctor were really worried, she would tell me to go to the hospital. Instead, she’s telling me to call her first thing in the morning about scheduling some more tests. Therefore, it’s not an emergency, and I don’t have to worry. I will keep repeating this until I believe it. [...]

I was going to go to yoga this morning, but I woke up just late enough that I could only make it if I rushed, and I didn’t feel like rushing. So instead I am having a leisurely breakfast and figuring out how to use skype, since my fancy new laptop has a microphone [...]

Today I got a compliment from a random stranger, addressed to me, not to my belly, and I nearly started crying because I was so happy. And it was a stupid little thing too, I was on my way back from getting coffee, which I always get in my own mug, which is purple. [...]

It only took me eight months, but I have finally reached the ’swollen fingers’ stage of pregnancy. I should have known I wouldn’t be able to escape it.

I know the traditional response to finding out that one of your husband’s customers is posting missed connections ads about him would be raving jealousy, but instead I find it highly amusing. Now at least he knows what it feels like to read one of those ads about yourself, and he agrees with me [...]