Author Archives: Catherine

Elias is now nine days past his due date, and not surprisingly he is now acting a lot like a nine-day-old newborn. His preemie tendencies to sleep a long time (too long, in fact) and to have eating troubles are … Continue reading →

Ugh. More hospitals. We just got home from a five-day stint in the joint after my c-section. Then back again for another round starting on Sunday, ending yesterday. This time Elias was the patient, and day one was really scary … Continue reading →

Phew. It’s so hard to fathom that it was only five short days ago that I left here in the pre-dawn light, preceded by a very large belly. I’ve been in something of a purple haze as well as living … Continue reading →

I’m writing this from my hospital bed during a few lucid moments before my favorite opiate kicks in again. We’re having technical difficulties with posting from here, but Ben is going to carry the laptop home or someplace with wifi … Continue reading →

The implications of my conversation with my OB on Thursday became clear a few minutes after I last posted, when I learned online that 98-99% of babies at 37 weeks DO have the lung maturity needed to be born. Most … Continue reading →

Starting on Tuesday night, I felt that labor was encroaching upon me. One of the top warning signs of labor, for instance, is when a very pregnant woman gets up out of bed, turns on the light, and begins to … Continue reading →

Tomorrow I will be 36 weeks pregnant. For those math whizzes among you, you will quickly see that this is also known as 9 months. Many people aren't aware that a standard pregnancy is ten months, 40 weeks, but still. … Continue reading →

I was sound asleep this morning when two little hands began patting my forehead. I opened my eyes to find Isaac’s face about an inch from mine.   “Mama,” he whispered. “Did you know Johnny Cash is a criminal?” “What? … Continue reading →

I have now officially entered the phase of pregnancy I like to call, “Have I Swallowed a Goat?” For it seems impossible that anything so seemingly soft and cuddly as a tiny baby could have this many knees, elbows, and … Continue reading →

Way back in January or February, or whenever it was, registering for Suzuki camp the first week in August seemed like a fine thing to do. If I was even pregnant yet, I was working with the tenuous nature of … Continue reading →