It is 4:30 am, and I am breathless, breathless. I pace the cool tile floor and raise my arms above my head, wanting to breathe without work, without thinking about it, trying to damp down my growing anxiety. Not being able to breathe is a phobia of mine, one I just discovered that I share…
Category: Pregnancy Sucks, Dude
Exams, Bouncy Seats, and “Genius Law Clerk” Earrings
Yesterday I took my seventh law school exam, the final one of my 1L year, and it was the worst, most ridiculous, dumbest hide-the-ball piece of nonsense I’ve ever seen. It really ticked me off, but I’m over it now. I never do post-mortems after exams (what did you get for #1? b/c I did…
Hot
It is hot, and the AC does not work, not in our house, not with a mouse, not in our car, makes me go RAWR. (Sorry, Seuss.) Angus (not his real name) is really cooking now, quite literally, a little radiator in my belly. I think of Aristotle, who said that female fetuses are just…
It’s Getting to That Point Where These Will All Be Baby Posts From Here On Out
No, he says, and cries, and pulls away. Come ON, I say, cajoling. It’s fun, sweetheart. Go on, you’ll be fine, just try it. You’ll love it. I am a wheedling pusher in an after school special, craftily talking him into something he doesn’t want to do. Come on, his dad joins in. Daddy can’t…
When It Rains . . .
Sheesh. Get a new blog, have a paper due, have tons of reading and three interviews all in the same week. How’s a girl supposed to find time to tinker with her new toy when she’s up til midnight writing about the constitutionality of school wide drug screening, and trying to memorize the alma maters…