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So about three months ago, I had a baby. It was a boy. His name is Milam (pronounced my-lum). I visited my midwife the day before his birth because I knew the time was near. He was fully cooked, and so was I. Sure enough, I was three centimeters¬†dilated which meant his birthday was coming soon. Chris’s parents came up to watch Eloise while we were at the birth house in Tennessee. I would have had him at home, but my midwife stopped delivering babies in Alabama because it is illegal and she ¬†almost went to jail one too many…

Written July 13, 2011 Disgusting. I am disgusting. Only 6 weeks pregnant, and already I hate my life. For the past week, my activity schedule has been horribly similar to someone Oprah has to bring in a team for to cut out of her house. I lay around on the sofa and watch TV for most of the day. This is not because I love TV. We don’t even have cable. It’s because if I stand up or move around a whole lot, I feel like I am going to be sick. If my stomach gets empty or close to…

Written June 27, 2011 You could make an eternally long list of the things Chris and I are horrible at as a couple. 1. Stock Car Racing 2. Corporate Accounting 3. Break Dancing 4. Marine Biology Identification 5. Making Weapons in Prison 6. Butchery Etc. Etc. Etc…. But at the very top of that long list in big, bold letters would be the thing we are the very worst at. BIRTH CONTROL. Because somehow for the second time in our three short years of marriage, I am accidentally pregnant. AGAIN. How does that even happen? How do two reasonably smart,…