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Category: It Was Awesome

Operation Procreation, Mission Three

You guys. There’s a baby in my belly. I know. I needed a moment, too. But it’s true, and my jeans will vouch for me, because they don’t button anymore. It’s there, somewhere under my belly button, swimming around, all teeny-tiny fingers and toes, making me insanely tired, improbably nauseous, and forcing me to wear pants with elastic panels that come up to my chest. All I need are suspenders and a Pabst Blue Ribbon in one hand and I look like an elderly farmer with a potbelly sitting on his front porch, watching the world roll by. Except that my front porch would be littered with kids’ toys and two (three!) young children climbing the railing. But here we are: three months, countless packs of saltines and lots of naps later, I have finally, finally crawled out from under the rock that is the first trimester to shout it from the rooftops: Operation Procreation has launched its third mission, expected to be completed around the first week of January. And boy, do I need to catch up on the laundry. We wanted another child, but no rush, no worries…

Maybe She’s Right

We were driving home the other day, down a winding, narrow road called “the shortcut.” Shortcuts are what happens when developers rip out the woods and meadow across the street from your cute little house to pile in a bunch of new homes made out of matchsticks and Elmer’s glue on lots the size of gum wrappers. The view certainly changes, but it sure does take a lot less time to get to Target. Spotty thunderstorms were just starting to roll into our little section of the world, making the sky look like one of Saoirse’s post-sugary-snack watercolor paintings. We were wondering out loud if it would rain over our house, and she looked out the window. “Mom, one side of the sky is blue and the other is gray. That’s weird. It’s kind of boo-full. Maybe the clouds and the sun are playing games with each other. Maybe the sun is practicing for nighttime. “Oh, I know. The sun wants to show the clouds the moon.” Sometimes I just want to disappear into this kid’s imagination and stay there for awhile…