Not a good doctor's appointment today. No progress from last Monday- still 50% effaced and 1cm dilated, despite some pretty serious contractions on Friday night; serious enough that Carey started timing them. But the really disappointing (troubling, upsetting, panic-inducing) is that my test came back positive for group b strep. That means I can't ( Read more... )

In the girlie-girl retail world, there are a few items that we hold in the highest esteem (maybe "worship" is more accurate). We shout it from the mountain-tops if we ever manage to find them and search for years if we can't. Some examples ( Read more... )

Oh man. Got to the airport with plenty of time to spare and treated myself to a 15 minute chair massage. Then I could finally collect myself ( Read more... )

After Greta was admitted to the hospital on Thursday, I decided to skip my company's annual Hamptons Summer Party. I called Bob to let him know, and he talked me into going: "What are you gonna do? She's at the best vet in Manhattan. You gonna stay home and stare at her water dish ( Read more... )

Category: over share- Survived the killer PMS and got my period 4 days early (never thought I'd say that so happily). Then a mini avalanche of small comforts conspired to relieve me of the bad ( Read more... )

This "event" heading always screws me up, 'cause there never is one. Just me, plodding along. I did survive finals, though. I have no idea how I did one any of them, but I am fairly sure that superman will not fly around the Earth backwards and make me do them agin, so we can thank heaven for small miracles ( Read more... )