Making my kids hate me one post at a time.
Spoiler alert: Meyer is almost 4 now. But our story is pretty crazy and I’ll never forget the preemie journey. Nothing can prepare you for it and nothing can get you through it except great medical technology and professionals, prayers, luck and love. Here’s my crazy preemie birth story. This time last year, I was in […]
It’s been a long year around here. If you wanna read about the dramatic way this guy decided to join us last January 31st, click here. Me? I wanna put all that behind me and celebrate how far he’s come one year later. On Meyer’s actual birthday, Asher was in school and Gabe was at […]
Last week, when Bed Rest, The Series was unexpectedly cancelled, there was an unaired episode in the can. With respect to the series’ cult following (which is another way of saying SMALL following), we present to you Bed Rest, Episode 5 1/2: The Unaired Episode. When it comes to crisis communication, I have a bit […]
Last Tuesday night, Bed Rest: The Series was suddenly cancelled without notice in a power play by new network president and newborn prodigy Meyer Allen. From his new corner office in the NICU, Meyer had this to say, “Waaaaaaaaaah.” When pressed further, his people added, “While Bed Rest was an interesting concept, it wasn’t playing […]
Bed Rest, Day 12 Baby’s Gestational Age: 29 weeks Reading: Steve Jobs biography; assorted magazines; progress limited by constant “knock, knock” from hospital personnel Watching: Arrested Development, Season 1; The Big C, Season 1; see above. Bed Rest. Mom guilt. Internet shopping. It’s a lethal combination. A coupe of days ago, a product of this […]
Bed Rest, Day 10 Baby’s Gestational Age: 28 weeks, 5 days Since there seem to be so many people out there who are clearly devoid of a filter and/or who have no idea when to shut their pie-holes, here is a (noncomprehensive) list of things not to say to a person who’s been confined to […]
Bed Rest, Day 8 Baby’s Gestational Age: 28 weeks, 3 days Somewhere between 7:30 and 8am: Knock, knock. A nurse comes in to take my blood pressure, pulse and temperature, scanning my bracelet like a bag of sugar at the grocery store. She gets me a new pitcher of water and reminds me to drink […]
Bed rest: Day 5. It’s a mind game. If you think beyond the day ahead, you will lose your shit. Sometimes my mind starts to drift towards the day after tomorrow, or next week, or next month. Or March. And I feel panic rising rapidly. Much like the water in a clogged toilet. Exactly like […]
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