If you know me, you know I’m one who worries. Probably more than is ever necessary (and usually about some fairly small things). And when things deviate from my plan or schedule, I tend to get anxious. I’m a planner — and a back-up planner. And I like control. And I think one of the … Continue reading
Daddy’s Hands
Over the course of this pregnancy, one thing that has become increasingly apparent is that we have a very strong-minded daughter (or son?) who pretty much performs for doctors and nurses only when she wants. One other thing that has become increasingly clear: Mr. B has a very special relationship with Pickle. For quite some … Continue reading
What’s in a … Pickle?
I get asked quite often how we came up with “Pickle” for the baby. Well, I wish I had a more interesting tale than I do. For a while, we called her “The Stowaway” because I was traveling for work quite a bit in the two months of my pregnancy: Chicago Houston Las Vegas Boston … Continue reading
A Pickle Update — in Bullets and Pictures
Miss Pickle had had a very eventful couple of weeks. So busy, in fact, that there’s hardly been time for an update. Now that things have settled down — just a bit — I figured I should give all of Pickle’s fans a little life update on our precious little stowaway. But, since I’m tired … Continue reading
A Mixed Bag
This post is coming from a purely emotional spot. I don’t have my notebook in front of me. I haven’t taken the time to jot down my thoughts. I’m just writing about our experience today. From my memory. From my heart. So, forgive me if I leave something out and have to come back to … Continue reading
On Strength and Weakness — and What Lies in Between
All’s been quiet on the Pickle front this week. At least in terms of “news.” She’s not been quiet, however. She’s moving around more and more every day. And she’s finding all sorts of interesting (read: uncomfortable) ways to make her presence known to Mom — morning, noon and night. This past week was our … Continue reading
An Update and a Lesson for Pickle
It’s been a whirlwind of a week — full of a lot of emotional ups and downs. OK, I promised I’d always be honest in my little corner of the Internet: mostly full of lots of downs. And I’m sitting here on the couch, feet up, belly exposed so I can watch Pickle wiggle and … Continue reading
It’s OK to be sad — or Happy
At my last OB appointment, I was asked to fill out a depression screening survey. (I’m assuming they give it to every pregnant woman around this stage of her pregnancy.) And, as I always do, I circled “no” to most of the questions — the only one that got a “yes” was the one about … Continue reading
An Echocardiogram — Finally
After two (very) long months, Mr. B, Pickle and I had our appointment with the pediatric cardiologist today. And we finally had our echocardiogram — a more detailed look at Pickle’s special heart. It was an hour-and-a-half ultrasound, essentially, that involved a lot of pushing and poking — and inverting Mama B on the ultrasound … Continue reading
The Importance of the Insignificant
On a day-to-day basis, all is well in our little world. Pickle is growing. And so am I. Mr. B and I are living our lives — and taking time out to enjoy them, together. But, then, some small, seemingly insignificant thing happens that reminds me — us — how … difficult … how … … Continue reading