Seven weeks. My little poppy seed is now more the size of a bean or a blueberry. I’m amused by all of the pregnancy sites that use food to try to convey the size of a baby as it grows.… Continue reading

It is hot out. Muggy. I am tired and vaguely queasy. Everything feels off. A loop keeps repeating in my head. Why do I feel this way? I am pregnant. Oh. Wow. Why do I feel this way? I am… Continue reading