I’ve learned a few things as I’ve worked with P&N over the last two years:
1. Pregnancies are taking place everywhere, every day.
2. Every pregnancy--and every baby--is undeniably unique.
3. Every mother has a story to tell.
For these reasons, the "pregnancy and newborn" material really never gets old for me. And just like every other mother, I have my own tale to share...
This pregnancy began like a storm. A whirling, vomiting, outfit-destroying tornado of a storm. I had picked up a stomach bug from my toddler on the night of a Christmas choir performance for which I’d been rehearsing for months. My choir directors don't take absences lightly, and I knew they would remember my transgression at the next round of try-outs if I didn't make it to the performance. So I threw on my purple polyester dress and pearls and headed out. About halfway to the venue, I had to make Shawn pull over so I could hurl in a parking lot, but I would not be deterred, so we pressed on.
When I arrived at the pre-performance rehearsal, I noticed that everyone was looking at me with the same mixed expression of surprise, concern and fear. I must have looked pretty rough. I glanced down and noticed that some puke had splattered onto the hem of my purple poly, so I excused myself to find a restroom. I ran into an extremely good-looking blast from my past on the way down the hall--the best friend of an ex, actually--and unfortunately, I didn't look quite bad enough to escape recognition. Yikes.
After a mumbled greeting, I fled and reached the bathroom just in time to make a swift turnabout as I realized I would much rather barf outside in the nice cold bushes than in a stinky public bathroom. It was in the aftermath, as I lay down on the cool concrete sidewalk, that I thought to myself, "Wow, I haven't been this sick since I was pregnant. Oh snap, when was the last time I had my period?"
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