fun at work!
there are very young and pregnant women EVERYWHERE in my building today.
apparently, someone thought to take me off the distribution list about the state-of-the-art day care center that opened in my building last week, as i haven't gotten any of the newsletters since i've been back.
there were two other pregnant women i became friendly with while i was pregnant. one of them had a miscarriage at almost five months in 2002. i didn't know her at all then, but i remember being shocked; i thought after the first trimester it was smooth sailing. (ha!) she got pregnant again a month after i did. once she got past the point at which she had miscarried the first time, she would drop by my desk all the time to ask if it was normal to be experiencing one thing or another, and i loved reassuring her. her son was born in march; she named him justin.
the other woman was due almost three months after me, and she used me as her beta mother, too. when she got her wrist brace for pregnancy-induced carpal tunnel syndrome, she came straight to me to show it off. her son was born on sunday - mother's day. she named him justin, too.
i wonder if either of them became worried that they had followed my advice after hans died.
another co-worker was pregnant with twins in 2003. one of them was tubal, and despite her complaints to her doctor, no one took her seriously until her tube exploded. they saved the other twin but she lost her tube. at the delivery, the ob used suction improperly and caused severe brain damage; her son died the next day. she and her husband sued the ob, and won, but their lawyer demanded that they not try again until the case was over, to make her appear more sympathetic. they could finally start trying again last month, but they knew it could be rough, since she now had only one tube. she will be four weeks tomorrow.
my sister called me in the middle of a conference yesterday afternoon to tell me that jay had just turned over by himself for the first time ever. after they heard that news, my co-workers all wanted to see his latest pictures, so i put on a little slide show.
since i don't live in a cave, i am surrounded by life going on. and i'm so torn - all of these new babies are so wonderful, but they don't seem right to me. it seems to me that in the aftermath of my son's death, all conception and birth and growth should come to a halt until i'm ready to rejoin that world, dammit. it would only be respectful.
apparently, someone thought to take me off the distribution list about the state-of-the-art day care center that opened in my building last week, as i haven't gotten any of the newsletters since i've been back.
there were two other pregnant women i became friendly with while i was pregnant. one of them had a miscarriage at almost five months in 2002. i didn't know her at all then, but i remember being shocked; i thought after the first trimester it was smooth sailing. (ha!) she got pregnant again a month after i did. once she got past the point at which she had miscarried the first time, she would drop by my desk all the time to ask if it was normal to be experiencing one thing or another, and i loved reassuring her. her son was born in march; she named him justin.
the other woman was due almost three months after me, and she used me as her beta mother, too. when she got her wrist brace for pregnancy-induced carpal tunnel syndrome, she came straight to me to show it off. her son was born on sunday - mother's day. she named him justin, too.
i wonder if either of them became worried that they had followed my advice after hans died.
another co-worker was pregnant with twins in 2003. one of them was tubal, and despite her complaints to her doctor, no one took her seriously until her tube exploded. they saved the other twin but she lost her tube. at the delivery, the ob used suction improperly and caused severe brain damage; her son died the next day. she and her husband sued the ob, and won, but their lawyer demanded that they not try again until the case was over, to make her appear more sympathetic. they could finally start trying again last month, but they knew it could be rough, since she now had only one tube. she will be four weeks tomorrow.
my sister called me in the middle of a conference yesterday afternoon to tell me that jay had just turned over by himself for the first time ever. after they heard that news, my co-workers all wanted to see his latest pictures, so i put on a little slide show.
since i don't live in a cave, i am surrounded by life going on. and i'm so torn - all of these new babies are so wonderful, but they don't seem right to me. it seems to me that in the aftermath of my son's death, all conception and birth and growth should come to a halt until i'm ready to rejoin that world, dammit. it would only be respectful.
posted by laura at 7:35 PM
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Both of those women have superb taste in names.
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