June 8: Seventeen weeks. They say she's the size of a pear.
June 9: I wean down from three anti-nausea pills to two. And I feel great!
June 10: ...Then I throw up.
(This is becoming a common refrain.)
Sunday, July 27, 2014
92 Yahoos
weeks 17 & 18 cape may, nj
June 8: Seventeen weeks. They say she's the size of a pear.
June 9: I wean down from three anti-nausea pills to two. And I feel great!
June 10: ...Then I throw up.
(This is becoming a common refrain.)
June 8: Seventeen weeks. They say she's the size of a pear.
June 9: I wean down from three anti-nausea pills to two. And I feel great!
June 10: ...Then I throw up.
(This is becoming a common refrain.)
Sunday, July 20, 2014
pregnant chicks have all the fun
weeks 15 & 16
astoria, ny
May 27: Photos of my Memorial Day cravings. Pregnant and patriotic:
May 28: A lot of foods are still revolting to me. The one thing I can always eat is an avocado sushi roll with extra ginger. I have one every day for about three weeks and sometimes twice.
May 29: Eating like a pro athlete. Or feeding one...
(At 5:00 AM) "Wake up, I need three to five hundred calories!" she says.
(At 8:00 AM) "It's time for second breakfast!," the apple- sized linebacker says.
Seriously fetus? I don't care if you decide to be a linebacker, but I would prefer not to be the size one one when this is all over...
Yes, we can have nachos for dinner. Again.
astoria, ny
May 27: Photos of my Memorial Day cravings. Pregnant and patriotic:
May 28: A lot of foods are still revolting to me. The one thing I can always eat is an avocado sushi roll with extra ginger. I have one every day for about three weeks and sometimes twice.
May 29: Eating like a pro athlete. Or feeding one...
(At 5:00 AM) "Wake up, I need three to five hundred calories!" she says.
(At 8:00 AM) "It's time for second breakfast!," the apple- sized linebacker says.
Seriously fetus? I don't care if you decide to be a linebacker, but I would prefer not to be the size one one when this is all over...
Yes, we can have nachos for dinner. Again.
Monday, July 14, 2014
drinking for two
weeks 13 & 14
astoria, queens, ny
May 11: Little Fetus Froo Froo is 13 weeks and the size of a peach. Also, it's Mother's Day. I insisted that Sheffield bring me flowers. He did, even though he says it's not really my first Mother's Day. I know, I know... but even if I'm not really a mother, I am really about to barf, so flowers are still appropriate.
May 11: Little Fetus Froo Froo is 13 weeks and the size of a peach. Also, it's Mother's Day. I insisted that Sheffield bring me flowers. He did, even though he says it's not really my first Mother's Day. I know, I know... but even if I'm not really a mother, I am really about to barf, so flowers are still appropriate.
May 12: Every morning is like a hangover without the consolation that at least I looked hot and had a fun time last night. Because last night, I looked dumpy, and I had a headache and nausea then too.
Wednesday, July 9, 2014
Seahorse Hoben-Chastain
weeks 11 & 12
April 27: Eleven weeks pregnant. I don't move all day due to nausea and headaches. Little fetus-froo-froo is either the size of a fig or a lime. I'm guessing a key lime.
April 28: I convince my 65 year old mother to drive me to DQ for a oreo/reeses cup blizzard. She says she feels like she's dealing with a six-year-old. I know. I can't wait for my palate to expand, either.
April 29: Yeah, I was a little worried about the expense of having a baby, but the amount I'm saving on wine over 9 months should cover the first four years...
weeks 8, 9, & 10
columbus, oh
April 13: I convince my 65 year old mother who is in her pajamas, reading, to ride with me to Taco Bell at half-past midnight. At first we are self conscious that she is in pjs and clogs, and I am ill and without a bra, but then we put it in perspective and conclude that we cannot be the worst that has crawled through the Taco Bell drive-through after midnight on a Sunday... Just the soberest.
April 13: I convince my 65 year old mother who is in her pajamas, reading, to ride with me to Taco Bell at half-past midnight. At first we are self conscious that she is in pjs and clogs, and I am ill and without a bra, but then we put it in perspective and conclude that we cannot be the worst that has crawled through the Taco Bell drive-through after midnight on a Sunday... Just the soberest.
Thursday, July 3, 2014
weeks 6 & 7
asheville, nc
March 28: Sheffield asks, do I think it's a boy or a girl. I say I have no instinct on the matter, but based on how I feel, whoever's down there is banging on a set of drums, tap-dancing, has ordered pizza with extra pepperoni, is playing video games with the TV on and the radio --both turned-up--, is practicing on the trampoline, trying out a soliloquy, sanding the walls, dancing on the ceiling, and just generally making itself clear: "I am running this show, mama!" Sheffield says, with a small sigh, "It is my baby."
weeks 3, 4, & 5
at hermitage artist retreat in florida
March 10: My boobs hurt, which I'm sure is a sign that I will start my period. But I don't.
March 11: My boobs hurt, which I'm sure is a sign that I will start my period. But I don't.
March 12: My boobs hurt, which I'm sure is a sign that I will start my period. But I don't.
weeks 0, 1, & 2
queens, ny
Feb 13: I start a five-day cycle of Clomid which increases my chances of getting pregnant via IUI. We'd heard there were side-effects, and Sheffield and I were equally concerned that I would get really moody. That's not true. He was way more worried.
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