Another Birthday

All throughout this pregnancy, I have been waiting for the other shoe to drop. When you want a final baby - and you conceive one - and you want a girl so deeply and painfully that you compulsively make light of it whenever anyone asks - and you get one - it starts to feel … Continue reading Another Birthday

Arrivals

'Just so you know', I texted Timothy on Sunday afternoon, 'I am definitely baking a cake in swimming hotpants right now. I am a vision.' Sunday was a good day. But not an especially good day to be thirty-seven weeks pregnant. It was hot, and bright, and busy. After three hours of church and an … Continue reading Arrivals