Cuts You Up
September 29th, 2008
So, uh, how about Wall Street, eh? What an exciting time we live in! Bailouts, fingerpointing and pathetic politicking, OH MY! It’s all very tiring, even if you’re interested in it, which I am.
But this isn’t really about that, because today was, all economic disasters aside, a good day, health-wise. After a rough start to the morning, I eventually shored up my resources enough to make it out for pot roast night at a local restaurant! (Confession: I love pot roast. Adam does not. Ergo, I find myself at our local home-cooking place for Pot Roast Mondays more often than not. I know it’s gross, but I have a thing for pot roast, I can’t help myself, and it’s one of those meals you can’t really make for one. But what kind of person doesn’t like pot roast, I have to consistently ask this man that I love so dearly?)
Plus, there are bigger problems in my world, such as the fact that I can’t get the “Two and a Half Men” theme song out of my head, and haven’t been able to for DAYS. DAYS. And despite the show’s popularity, every single time I’ve caught an episode, I’ve felt a little — how shall I put this? — less intelligent, and I’m a HUGE FAN of dumb television, really I am. Look, I’m not pretending that watching Sookie Stackhouse drool over a vampire named Bill is anything but cheap froth, but Charlie Sheen goes a little beyond the pale for me, I don’t know why.
The other thing that I really feel like I’ve neglected to emphasize in this Time of Pregnancy Woe and Pukage is that I’m honest and truly ridiculously excited about being a mom. I am, more than I can properly express here, and while that should be obvious, I can’t tell you how it seems that once you’re pregnant, all anyone wants to tell you is the bad stuff and how HORRIBLE it is and how NO ONE TOLD THEM how hard it was. And believe me, while I’m fully expecting to be shocked and horrified with the relentless agony that is parenthood at times, to those people, I sort of feeling like asking, “Uh, seriously? No one told you? COME ON. That’s either a) a total lie or b) you just weren’t paying attention.”
Because, if it isn’t obvious, that’s ALL anyone has told me: how tired I’ll be, how miserable I’ll be, how I’d better sleep now, because I will never sleep again. This latter part I know for a fact is a lie, because I’m fairly certain that my mother sleeps just fine these days, so don’t tell me there isn’t a light at the end of the tunnel, albeit 33 years later.
At this point, quite frankly, I’m anticipating parenthood to be akin to having giant swaths of bamboo shoved up my fingernails at the expert hands of Sayid Jarrah and will be pleasantly surprised to find if it’s anything remotely otherwise. But really, you guys, I’m so excited to meet this little person, and be someone’s mother. Because I have to believe in the midst of all the crap, there is good stuff, like baths! Smiles! Playtime! Learning about dinosaurs! And I cannot wait.
Hey, speaking of scary, I was flipping through one of my pregnancy books again last night and was hit with one of the most terrifying photos I’ve ever seen in my entire life, and it was presented WITHOUT WARNING, all casual-like, as though it would not haunt my dreams for the months to come. It involved (oh, I can barely type it) a photo of a baby, all snuggly in a woman’s uterus with ONE LEG DANGLING OUT OF HER VAGINA. ONE LEG. And it made it appear as though this sort of thing an just HAPPEN, like not even in DELIVERY or anything, and I’m not kidding, there was NO EXPLANATION ACCOMPANYING THE IMAGE.
I could be at a cocktail party in one of my cute little Gap maternity dresses, when suddenly, a giant penis-like thing comes shooting out from between my legs and I have to explain, “Oh, no worries, that’s NOT a penis, it’s just my baby’s leg! No big deal! It’s called a FOOTLING BREECH and it’s quite manageable! Now, if you’ll excuse me …”
(Seriously, WHAT THE HELL, “What to Expect …”? I thought you were supposed to be all UPDATED and stuff, so as NOT TO TERRIFY THE NICE PREGNANT LADIES.)
In addition, while I am not married to any specific birth plan — no, seriously, I DO NOT CARE, and I understand there are women who do! I do! I get it! But I am not one of you! — I am a bit in fear of the C-section, not because I’m afraid of surgery (I’m not), but because I am afraid of being strapped to a table like Jesus. I don’t do well with my arms out like that, all vulnerable-like, and it’s been a long-held fear of mine, having my wrists exposed. I hate it, and will never — NEVER — hold my arms up to you, wrist forward, because I am afraid (oh look, I KNOW) that you or someone else will decide in that moment cut them. I don’t know why this is, it’s just a THING I have, that strangers (or uh, friends and family) are going to be wielding knives for the express purpose of slicing my wrists the moment I show them. And in the operating room, THERE ARE SCALPELS. For baby-freeing and maybe wrist-cutting, oh my God, and the thought makes me feel very, very faint.
I know how weird that sounds, being totally cool with being eviscerated while they sling my intestines on the table to get to my baby, but NOT being cool with the (totally unlikely) idea of someone CUTTING MY WRISTS IN THE INTERIM. I’m actually planning on packing some uh, wrist bands for the occasion. It’s the only thing I’ll have written in my birth plan, swear to God. “In event of C-section, for the love of all that is holy, WRAP SOMETHING AROUND MY WRISTS TO PROTECT THEM FROM ROGUE KNIVES.”
(I’m absolutely serious about this. I know you think I won’t care, but you don’t understand how deep this fear is. I will care, I assure you, and I will need something that I BROUGHT MYSELF to go under the strap they give me, because it could be filled with SLICING INSTRUMENTS. I … do you think they’ll let me do this? OH GOD.) (No, really. I’m serious.)
And with that, I bid you happy Tuesday. I’m looking at a house tomorrow that appears to have working toilets. Viva la rental market!
*Peter Murphy
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43 Comments Add your own
1. Kristi | September 29th, 2008 at 7:31 pm
Oh God, don’t forget about the milk breath, the baby-head smell, the chubby little legs and tummies you want to just EAT, the baby eyelashes – I’m excited for you.
I had 2 c-sections and was so freakin’ GONE from the labor that I seriously didn’t even know that my arms were out to my sides (much less strapped) until my husband told me! It’s funny the things you don’t even notice during labor – it’s a trip.
2. Sundry | September 29th, 2008 at 7:42 pm
I shall offer you a small ray of hope: during my 2nd c-section they only strapped down ONE arm. The other was attended to by my husband, who was instructed to hold my hand (but ended up nervously petting my head over and over until my hair practically gave off sparks). I’m sure a festive wrist band or two would be allowed?
PS OMG YOU FREAK.
3. whoorl | September 29th, 2008 at 7:58 pm
You are going to be such an awesome mom, Jonna. Dude, you don’t even KNOW how awesome. (Or maybe you do. I mean, you know yourself better than I do, but whatever. You rock.)
4. Sadie | September 29th, 2008 at 8:02 pm
I just imagined you in labor and delivery wearing striped terry cloth wristbands and a matching sweatband like you were in The Royal Tenenbaums. Which is to say, AWESOME.
5. Camels & Chocolate | September 29th, 2008 at 8:12 pm
Yay for motherhood! You are gonna make the world’s coolest mom, I have no doubt.
Can’t remember if I commented on this the other day, but your trepidation about having a girl? That’s how I feel about a boy! I’m girly and wear lots of pink and like dresses, and I just COULD NOT raise a boy! Seriously, that’s my sole issue about possibly not wanting a baby–if I knew for certain I could have a girl, I’d have one, but unfortunately that’s only a 50/50 chance (right now)!
6. ms picket to you | September 29th, 2008 at 9:16 pm
i can only add to your confusion a song: “trampoline” joe henry.
you’ll like it.
7. Blythe | September 29th, 2008 at 9:23 pm
1. I WANT to like 2.5 Men, because I root for Duckie Dale in any situation and am so glad that Jon Cryer has a good career and is making a bunch of money. But I cannot watch it. It’s like a parody of a sitcom.
2. I was terrified of motherhood because of all the people who said it was hard hard hard. And maybe the low expectations helped because although I’ve had moments of being sure I could not do it for one more second (9:10am this morning being one of them) it has been more fun than I could ever have anticipated. You’re right. You will love it.
3. I suggest you find some Wonder Woman bracelets.
8. Violet | September 30th, 2008 at 3:31 am
Don’t let people freak you out. True, the very beginning is hard, they don’t sleep much and it’s tough to figure out what they want. But that passes! By the time mine were 3 months old they were sleeping through the night with only one waking at night – that is plenty of sleep! And the smiles, the giggles, the snuggles – they are worth it all. The first time they recognize you and actually really smile at you, you’ll feel your heart explode. You’ll love it all!
9. Swistle | September 30th, 2008 at 3:36 am
Oh! I have wrist-strapping info! The first thing is that I had my wrists tied down for one c-section and DIDN’T EVEN NOTICE. That is, I didn’t notice them doing it, I didn’t realize they’d done it, and I didn’t notice anything at all about it until they were saying, “Okay, we can untie your wrists now.” I don’t know how I didn’t notice, but perhaps I was a little distracted.
The second thing is that it depends who you get. The point of tying the wrists is to keep you from reaching down and “contaminating the sterile field.” So I’ve had the anaesthesiologist say, “You won’t reach down, right?” and let me keep my hands free. I actually PREFER them tied, though, because MY freak-out thing is worrying I’ll do something AGAINST MY WILL—like, that I’ll reach down ANYWAY! And the “strapping down” was, at least in my case, two very soft, very loose fabric ties, just single-tied so if I pulled hard they would have untied.
10. Jill | September 30th, 2008 at 4:58 am
My birth plan is essentially ‘have a baby. oh, and could we avoid major abdominal surgery if at all necessary? kthx’ And yet everyone I know who has only ever had a c-section is all “oh you should totally have one, it’s so much easier!”
But seriously, I hope you start feeling better soon so you can discuss the crazy stretching and pulling that the kids call ’round ligament pain.’ It’s had me doubled over more times than I can count already. Get a grip uterus! Pull yourself together so that I can stop randomly gasping just because I stand up at my desk.
11. TwoBusy | September 30th, 2008 at 5:07 am
Remind me not to tell you TheWife’s C-section story.
Unless I already did. In which case… never mind.
12. Hillary | September 30th, 2008 at 5:13 am
Things I love about motherhood:
1. Rocking The Boy to sleep, feeling his weight against my chest.
2. Eating his chubby little toes.
3. Watching him learn something new. We’re working now on waving and hi-fiving.
4. Getting hugs from him. He just learned how to do real, wrap-his-arms-around-your-neck hugs.
5. Bathnight! Splashing, fat-rolly thighs, hair-sculpting … what’s not to like.
Having a baby is hard, no lie, but it’s also the best, most amazing experience. Don’t let them freak you out.
13. Caitlin | September 30th, 2008 at 5:25 am
I totally get the boy v. girl thing, and it scares me too. In fact, I think a lot people have these feelings on the boy v. girl issue.
Howeverrrrr, my BF is pregnant with her first right now. She is pretty much the opposite of girly. The complete and total opposite, you might say. And yet. She is the oldest of three girls – so she is *terrified* that she will have a boy because “I don’t know what to do with boys.”…..to which I say “Your Dad probably ‘didn’t know what to do’ with THREE GIRLS either, and you all turned out pretty stellar.”
So in other words, as long as you’re a decent person, I think, the Tiny Baby Bits don’t so much matter.
14. Lawyerish | September 30th, 2008 at 5:29 am
I think being strapped down would freak me out too, but not for the same reason (OMG YOU ARE WEIRD) (j/k). I HATE the sensation of being restrained. Although, like Swistle, I would probably also be in dire fear of reaching down involuntarily and feeling some of my own innards, and then I would die.
So…yeah. Good luck with that!
15. jonniker | September 30th, 2008 at 5:32 am
TB: YOU DID TELL ME A WHILE AGO BUT I HAD FORGOTTEN. OH MY GOD.
16. bessieviola | September 30th, 2008 at 5:46 am
Oh, I hated all those comments when pregnant. People can be such (unknowing) assholes. There are so many great things about motherhood that trump and thump the hell out of the bad: downy newborn heads and solid sleepy weight against your chest, the contented sighs as they drink, those first sweet smiles. Later there are sloppy baby kisses and excited squeals and the joy of a personality unfurling… there is so much to love you’ll forget all the rest.
I had a c-section, and I will join in with the commentors above that I barely noticed my arms being strapped down – my husband was all I could look at and he kept me distracted. So I’m sure you will be fine if it comes to all that.
17. claire | September 30th, 2008 at 6:03 am
Ooh, i have that wrist issue, too. I used to not be able to sleep if my wrists were all exposed and hanging out because WHAT IF… However, my weird neck thing trumps that. I fear the day that i may need to have some kind of neck surgery (i don’t know, like thyroid or something) because i will not be able to handle that. I don’t even like people touching my neck – it freaks me out.
I don’t like 2.5 Men. It’s always so highly recommended, but it’s just so campy and quite frankly, i think the acting sucks. I tried, yo, I tried.
18. She Likes Purple | September 30th, 2008 at 7:01 am
I really think I avoid my pregnancy books as much as I do because there are no warnings when you’re nearing a terrifying photo. I mean I acknowledge the existence of placentas, but on a random Saturday morning when I’m just flipping pages to see what my book says about safe exercises, I’m not entirely prepared to be slapped in the face with a picture of someone ELSE’S placenta. Not to mention the mother with herpes picture. AND THESE WERE NOT DRAWINGS…ACTUAL PICTURES.
Also, the “you’ll never sleep again” talk is constant and irritating.
19. Lawyerish | September 30th, 2008 at 7:07 am
Wait. The image of the, ah, protruding foot…was a PHOTO? Not a DRAWING? Like, this ACTUALLY HAPPENED to someone? WTFF? SOMEONE PLEASE EXPLAIN.
20. jonniker | September 30th, 2008 at 7:08 am
OH MY GOD, no, it was a drawing. MY BAD, FOLKS. I knew what I meant, but God, that could be SO MUCH WORSE.
21. Jen | September 30th, 2008 at 7:18 am
This is why I am glad that my copy of “What to Expect…” is hidden in a drawer somewhere. I have “Your Pregnancy Week by Week” and so far I haven’t seen any protruding legs, THANK GOODNESS.
Good luck with the house hunting!
22. MissAnna | September 30th, 2008 at 7:28 am
Am so with you on the wrist thing! Also, my neck! My husband is the only one allowed to touch either place and even he has to ask my permission first. And inner wrist and neck tattoos? *Shudder*
23. Cassie | September 30th, 2008 at 7:38 am
I now have the Two and a Half Men theme song in my head. (By the way, I’ve always wondered — is that really them singing it, or do they just lip sync? ‘Cause it kind of sounds like them. It would be great if you could clear this up, k thanks.)
I’ll echo what previous commenters have said about the not-noticing-the-wrist-strap things. I had a c-section and I honestly didn’t know my wrists were strapped down. I was kind of…out of it, to say the least, after a nightmare of a labor. I told my doctor he sounded like David Schwimmer. Seriously, WHO SAYS THAT TO A PERSON WHO IS REMOVING YOUR INNARDS? Me, that’s who.
I’m sure you’ll be fine.
24. a non | September 30th, 2008 at 7:52 am
Golly, I now feel so much better about my “surprise!” this morning, finding out I’m 6 to 8 weeks along. Um, *sob*
25. Casey | September 30th, 2008 at 7:53 am
I have always hated pot roast and it is good to know I’m not alone. As for the wrist guards, they likely won’t let you wear them because they need to hook you up to IV’s and such, as well as needing you to be free and clear for an emergencies that might arise. That being said, I’d wear them anyway and pull the pregnant card. When I had my tonsils removed they told me I needed to remove my belly ring. I freaked out and told them the two were not even in the near vicinity of one another and they relented,so it is worth a shot.
26. Jamie | September 30th, 2008 at 7:54 am
Jonna, you are going to be a refreshingly cool, down-to-earth mom with so much love to give. Don’t worry about body parts jumping out of your birth canal – it will just mean the baby is super excited to meet you and beat a hasty exit. Heh.
Speaking of squick, I have not yet asked anyone for their C-section stories because, even though I am not currently expecting, I fear talk of THE INNARDS (shudder) would put me off pregnancy for good.
27. Kate @ Life As I Life It | September 30th, 2008 at 8:43 am
I am NOT one of those people that will tell you about all the bad or difficult things about having a baby. Instead, I will tell you that the first weeks can be magical. They go by in a blur, so take the time to appreciate them. You’ll be getting to know a little person you’ve fallen instantly in love with, learning their sounds and smells, feeling their snuggly weight in your arms, discovering that they are not scary at all, but absolutely straight from heaven. The time is so fleeting and they change so quickly so soak it up. Take lots of pictures of you and baby, whether you think you look pretty or not. Follow your instincts, not what some book says. Be kind to yourself and give you & baby some time to adjust to each other.
As with any good thing, there will be challenges, but oh the joys that await you. You will feel at times like your heart will burst with all the newfound love, you will fall in love all over again with Adam watching him with your baby (OMG, daddies & babies…SWOON), your life and priorities and goals will all be redefined by a tiny someone, and you will suddenly understand the “Mother Bear” instinct and why your parents did the things they did.
It’s going to a million kinds of wonderful. Trust me.
28. Emily | September 30th, 2008 at 9:14 am
Those were my words EXACTLY. So you can totally let me know if you want to talk about it with someone who felt the same way.
http://captainhambone.typepad.com/not_that_you_asked/2006/11/ashers_birth_st.html
29. Lara | September 30th, 2008 at 9:44 am
Wait. They strap women’s arms down when they get a c-section? How have i not heard of this before? That sounds incredibly creepy to me. Weird.
Anyway. I think you are going to be a hilariously awesome mom, Jonna. And I can’t wait to meet your little one, too!
30. Lara | September 30th, 2008 at 9:45 am
Oh, ps! I was so disturbed by the arm-strapping-down thing that i forgot to ask: what’s so gross about pot roast? I love that shit.
31. Leah | September 30th, 2008 at 10:24 am
That’s the other thing (besides the recovery) that freaks the hell out of me about a C-section: being strapped down with my arms out like that. Only I’m not scared my wrists will be cut so much as that someone (I’m not saying who, Simon) will tickle my armpits. It’s highly unlikely to happen being that there will be very sensitive procedures in progress and he’ll know enough not to make me wriggle, but still…
Also, I look at all the parenting-will-suck-the-life-out-of-you horror stories as saying more about how unprepared those people were than about what my experience is doomed (DOOMED) to be. I seriously know so many people who thought it was all smile and bathtime and rainbows so, yeah, they were probably blown away when there were a whole lot of things about being mothers that just downright sucked.
32. Shelly | September 30th, 2008 at 10:37 am
I remember them strapping my arms down for both c-sections and I thought it was very weird. It felt strange and I couldn’t figure out why. But, like somebody else said, it wasn’t tight – it was a loose tie. It was just that “arms stretched out Christ-like” that kinda freaked me out. I will agree that c-sections are a lot easier to recover from, and *ahem*, my lady bits are still intact after two babies.
And ignore the nay-sayers! Dude, I still sleep until 10 or 11 am on the weekends and read a ton of books a year – your life WILL NOT end with the birth of your child. And yeah, there are hard times, and you’ll get frustrated, but there is SO MUCH good stuff that far outweighs all the bad. Baby laughs alone trump almost all the hard times. : )
33. JenL | September 30th, 2008 at 11:08 am
Re: the arm strapping thing…it is better to have the patient’s arms secured, for safety and for access (iv’s, etc). BUT, generally your wrists are not all exposed. usually your arms are on armrests, then a sheet is placed across your upper body that drapes over your arms, then velcro straps (or something similar) are used to hold your arms on the armboard. so if it’s the exposure that freaks you out more than the restraint, just complain of being cold.
34. H | September 30th, 2008 at 12:22 pm
I had one c-section and don’t remember my arms being strapped down, but then again, I barely remember what I did last week and the c-section was over 20 years ago. If I had been aware of it, however, I would have wanted them strapped down because I am one of those people afraid I will go out of my mind and do exactly what they tell me not to do with my hands. Sort of like standing in the vicinity of the edge of a mountain, or whatever, and fearing I will lose control and step off the edge.
I can’t stand 2 1/2 Men because of Charlie Sheen. He’s always got a stupid smirk on his face, like he thinks he’s simply hilarious. He ruins the whole show for me.
You’ll be a great mom — boy or girl.
35. Mandee | September 30th, 2008 at 2:44 pm
I don’t remember my sister mentioning her wrists being strapped down–but that could be because the sperm donor was so f’d up, HE kept breaking the sterile field. They were probably hoping she might wise up and knock him out. I don’t recommend using that as your distraction, though. Wrist bands sound much better.
I love pot roast–total comfort food for me as it was literally one of three things that my mother used to cook. I cook it for one pretty often. I just cut the roast up into three or four different mini-roasts and freeze the ones I don’t cook. It’s so worth it to get that Sunday afternoon smell in the house.
36. the new girl | September 30th, 2008 at 5:31 pm
Oh, man. I don’t know. Assvice is..assy. But I know that it’s hard and tough and I didn’t expect it to be a walk in the park. The only thing that surprised me in a negative way was the friction that it caused with my spouse. I’ve known him forever, though, and so it was never anything MAJOR, just sleep dep mixed with hormone cocktail. mmm.
But the good stuff? I WAY, WAY underestimated that, if you can believe it. There’s so, So SO much love. Eating up that baby love. I was looking at her just today in the stroller and watched her move her hands and for the bazillionth time since I had her, I’m like, ‘She’s MINE. That’s MY BABY right there.’ And I shook my head with wonder, overwhelmed by the cuteness and the feeling of being home, even on a walk.
xo
37. the new girl | September 30th, 2008 at 5:33 pm
Erm…I meant to say that she was moving her hands to a SONG that I was SINGING. She’s been moving her hands for AGES now. She’s 16 months old. She a hand-moving PRO.
*hem*
38. page | September 30th, 2008 at 10:59 pm
Now that theme song is stuck in my head, too.
I tell you, I have never been able to sleep with my ankles exposed, or to deal with people touching them at all. I think there was some random Magnum PI where a ballerina had her achilles tendon cut that did it originally, then Pet Sematary sealed the deal. And NOW I have the image of the footling breech and it’s tiny EXPOSED ANKLE stuck in my head. UGH, no. I second the idea of getting Wonder Woman wristbands. i bet someone has them (perfect time of year to look).
SO excited for you! And go you on the sandwich and ham!
39. Kristin H | October 1st, 2008 at 4:19 am
Hi, late to the party again. I have to agree with whoever noted that while yes, your life obv. changes in many ways, I was so happy after I had my first that in some ways it did not change at all. I felt like going around shouting Look at ME, people! I still read every single night! I still run daily! I’m COPING. Give me a cookie, please.
Also (as you know) babies are hard YET wonderful, hence the reason that people keep having more. It will be great, and any potential wrist-strapping is just a wee moment (albeit possibly horrifying for you) in the grand scheme of it all, and that’s only IF you have a c/s. Can I just take a moment here to recommend getting a doula? She made a world of difference for my 2nd birth and I’d love to tell you oodles more about her if you are interested.
Love me some pot roast. Now off to read today’s entry. : )
40. Rebecca (Bearca) | October 1st, 2008 at 7:51 am
The wrist thing is funny. I have an irrational travel-related fear – that I will fall through the crack between the jetway and the airplane while boarding. I don’t know why, and it doesn’t make sense, but I am totally obsessed with the possibility. Which is weird, I know, but I’m just saying it because we all have Our Things!
Anyway, re: motherhood… yes, there are parts that suck, but there are so many awesome parts. You will be great. And just remember, everything that sucks is TOTALLY TEMPORARY. Sleep deprivation? TEMPORARY. Feeling like you don’t know what you are doing? TEMPORARY. And the things that don’t suck just keep coming, completely outweighing everything else.
41. MsPrufrock | October 3rd, 2008 at 6:03 am
As I am apparently the disagreeable sort, I will have to respectfully disagree about the whole “nobody told me it would be this bad” thing. I think plenty of people told me in a joking, sing-song voice that I would get very little sleep or fumble around in a fugue of new motherness. It was all so casual, that when I was slapped in the face with a host of newborn-related difficulty, I wondered why no one ever discussed these issues seriously.
I’m an anxious person, so in no way would I have preferred people to be all doom and gloom with me either because I would have panicked and regretted getting pregnant in the first place. I just think it would have been a lot more helpful to be simple and straightforward by saying that though difficult times were inevitably ahead, they are temporary and surmountable. From friends and family members, I would have appreciated an invitation to an open, honest, feel-free-to-snot-all-over-my-shoulder-with-your-misery discussion if need be.
So yes, there is bad stuff. Plenty of it. My mantra was “This is temporary, it will pass”, which, trite as it may be, got me through the icky things. Of course there is the immeasurable good – looking at this tiny person you have created and nurtured, watching them grow, learn, and develop. It is unparalleled in its magnificence, even when they are only 26 months old and tell you “You do what I want Mum”.
You have so much to look forward to. I’m always excited for every new mother knowing what they are about to discover.
42. Anonymous New York | October 3rd, 2008 at 1:41 pm
Hi! Congrats on the baby! I had to comment to note that as disturbing as a footling breech sounded, it did not skeeve me out as much as your wrist-cutting explanation. I’m queasy!! Now you’ll have to go excuse me as I go buy wrist bands for every day use, in coordinating colors. (Should they match my shoes?)
43. Jack&hellip | November 18th, 2008 at 2:13 pm
women\’s casual shoes…
It really is going to be a long 2008, isn’t it?…
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