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Pregnancy: Love It or Hate It?

“Someone asked me a question about you today, and I wasn’t sure how to answer,” Will told me the other day.
“What was the question?” I asked.
“Do you love being pregnant?”

Nesting Instincts

I’m heading into the third trimester, and it’s like my mind and body have just gotten the memo that it’s time to start gearing up for this baby.
I’ve been having those “unprepared” dreams…you know, the kind where you’re in college and you have to take a test, only you haven’t studied one iota, or even attended a single class, and you’re panicking because you don’t even know where the test is taking place? It’s kind of like that, only with diapers in your backpack.

Mother as Helper: The Value of Family Help

My mom just came for a visit, and I feel like I’ve just been on vacation. When she’s here, my mother does the  bulk of what I normally do around the house (and then some)—she cooks; she cleans; she unloads the dishwasher, then loads it back up again; she does the laundry; she changes diapers; she gives the kids baths; she babysits; she tells me to put my feet up and then waits on me, too. We try to convince her to relax and take it easy, but she’s not easily persuaded.


Today may very well be the last day that Charlie sleeps in a crib. We’re moving him to a “big boy bed,” which was just delivered yesterday.
He’s thrilled. I’m sad.

My Hope for Labor and Delivery

Now that the nausea and fatigue of the first trimester are behind me, and now that the initial worry over our 18-week ultrasound is behind me, I’m trying to just relax and enjoy this “honeymoon trimester” before the inevitable fatigue and discomfort of late pregnan

Amnio Results

The geneticist called a few days after our amnio to deliver happy news: 46 chromosomes. No risk of Down Syndrome. No risk of Trisomy 18.
Needless to say, I was elated.
“And did you want to know the sex of the baby?” she asked.

An Agonizing Wait

I spent a few days after our amnio obsessively Googling “choroid plexus cyst.” Most of what I read was entirely reassuring – tons of message boards where parents who’ve gone through the same thing talked about their completely healthy babies. I found academic studies that pointed to positive outcomes most of the time, especially in cases where the cysts are “isolated,”—i.e. where no other markers like cleft palate, heart defects, club foot, or clenched fists are found on the ultrasound. 

To Amnio or Not to Amnio?

I sat in the car, crying, looking at our baby’s ultrasound photos and trying to figure out what to do: Should I get the amnio or not? Could I just sit tight and hope for the best, expecting everything to turn out fine? No, I didn’t think so—I’m a total worry wart.  I would agonize over it for the entire pregnancy. 

Our 18-Week Ultrasound

After an agonizing three-day wait, Monday was finally here! Today was the day when we were going to see our baby and—knock on wood—find out the baby’s gender. I couldn’t wait. 


I've always suffered from a little touch of attention deficit disorder. In my career life, it was something I played to my advantage—spinning my tendency to bounce from thing to thing as an executive-level ability to "multitask." I was good at it, and because our culture rewards ADD, it worked for me. I got things done, or started at least. Then I moved on to the next thing, fast, creating a wake behind me that people interpreted as creative management and efficiency.