Baby, I'm Amazed
Last week we went for Kristen's checkup and a second ultrasound (they did the first one quite early to confirm some dates, and so the doc ordered another at the normal time). Beyond confirming that all is well and also that Sofia is indeed Sofia and not Gabriel, the ultrasound also served to remind me that Kristen is five months pregnant. Amazing. She looks so beautiful and has so much energy, I am hard pressed to keep up with her. It was the same when she was pregnant for David - rather than craving unusual foods at odd hours, she craves organization, re-organization, literature, attention to fiscal matters and pre-natal swim aerobics. All that on top of full days chasing a high-energy toddler around the house.
Yesterday, she went out and got some sort of wire and steel organization contraption to file mail, bills, notes, and the like, reorganized the office, the closets and the checkbook. Meanwhile, I'm going to toe to toe with David in a play marathon, and he drops me in the second mile. By the time I put him down for a nap, I can't keep my eyes open either and we doze together until Kristen wakes us up to start dinner. This is getting more and more common for me lately, and it's a real struggle to find the motivation to get anything (writing, exercise, Spanish) done after David goes to bed. Maybe my lethargy is a sympathy symptom; in that case, how to explain her exceptional vitality?: a sympathy symptom of my non-pregnancy?
Last week we went for Kristen's checkup and a second ultrasound (they did the first one quite early to confirm some dates, and so the doc ordered another at the normal time). Beyond confirming that all is well and also that Sofia is indeed Sofia and not Gabriel, the ultrasound also served to remind me that Kristen is five months pregnant. Amazing. She looks so beautiful and has so much energy, I am hard pressed to keep up with her. It was the same when she was pregnant for David - rather than craving unusual foods at odd hours, she craves organization, re-organization, literature, attention to fiscal matters and pre-natal swim aerobics. All that on top of full days chasing a high-energy toddler around the house.
Yesterday, she went out and got some sort of wire and steel organization contraption to file mail, bills, notes, and the like, reorganized the office, the closets and the checkbook. Meanwhile, I'm going to toe to toe with David in a play marathon, and he drops me in the second mile. By the time I put him down for a nap, I can't keep my eyes open either and we doze together until Kristen wakes us up to start dinner. This is getting more and more common for me lately, and it's a real struggle to find the motivation to get anything (writing, exercise, Spanish) done after David goes to bed. Maybe my lethargy is a sympathy symptom; in that case, how to explain her exceptional vitality?: a sympathy symptom of my non-pregnancy?
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