Author Archives: stari

TMI blog time – perineal massage edition! The things that scare the most about labor are not the contractions. I have mixed feelings about how I’m going to handle that part, because I feel like I have both a higher … Continue reading →

I had what I was calling an epic birthday weekend [in July]. While this might not live up to most people’s definition of ‘epic’, I got to be with friends, have a big sushi dinner, play my favorite board games … Continue reading →

Also, Baby C needs to flip. He was again/still breech at my appointment yesterday and at 36 weeks this is a concern. I’ve got a week to convince him to do it on his own and then I have an … Continue reading →

I want to make note of yesterday, exactly 8 months and the day I officially lost my ankles. I expect to find them again sometime after the baby is born.

Eep, 35 weeks… I’m going to have to write like a madwoman if I’m going to get all of the pregnancy stuff written while I’m still pregnant. But there’s FFXIV to play….. I’m trying not to feel guilty about either … Continue reading →

One of the suggestions I read for dads-to-be to be involved in the pregnancy is to practice driving the route to the hospital. I had to laugh at this, because while it would be a good idea for most, I … Continue reading →

Yesterday I had an official prenatal massage, which was great, but it feels like the universe decided I wasn’t stressed enough to deserve a massage and had to make up for it. Work frustrations – I’m the only person who … Continue reading →

I’m still able to wear most of my old clothes at this point, but since maternity clothes have that obvious ‘look at my belly’ aspect that accentuates the pregnancy, it depends on the day if I look obviously pregnant or … Continue reading →

I burned some potatoes last night. Well not just burned but let the water boil away when I lost track of time in the shower and got back just in time for Andrew to be taking the pot off the … Continue reading →

I’ve had the words, ‘I’m not sure if this is consensual’ go through my head a lot lately, starting with finding out that there’s a tiny penis growing inside of me. (I’m not sure if that should be weirder than … Continue reading →