Chapter 1: Baby begins
Verizon wireless has poor coverage in Collinsville, CT. For this reason, we accidently conceive a child. Will remain unaware of the creature’s presence for a few weeks.
Chapter 2: Baby takes a stand
Baby then valiently clings to my insides and ignores the morning-after-pill and a bout of swine flu. Disclaimer: I knew better. Do not actually believe that the morning after pill is effective up to 72 hours. Take it sooner. Hour #72 is not necessarily the best time.
Chapter 3: Baby terrifies its mother and father
A few positive pregnancy tests.
Some head-banging on the wall of my NYC apartment. A phone call to the man responsible. Some more head-banging and a lot of pacing. A few weeks of feeling like an alien from another planet with a terrible secret.
Body feels fine, but brain is scrambled. Three months of cautiously continuing to work in a Queens ER. Lots of hiding from x-ray machines, violent drunks, and combative, feces-slinging old people.
Chapter 4: Baby is surprisingly pleasant to have around.
Baby bids farewell to the ER and moves to CT with me. No pain, no nausea, no vomiting. Just ravenous hunger and a growing midsection. Oh – and dark nipples. Ever-darkening nipples.
Baby goes to North Dakota.
Baby goes to Israel.
Swims in some Mexican cave pools
Climbs some mountains.
Much Kale and salad [and buffalo chicken wings and orange doritos] are consumed. Nipples get darker and a little milk surprises the hell out of me in the shower. Anxiety slowly dissipates. Feeling really great for many weeks.
Chapter 5: Baby decides to let loose holy terror.
8.5 months and all peace is shattered. Someone is surely drop-kicking me in the vagina during the night and my pelvis is broken. Both hips are surely broken. Intense discomfort begins. Must buy slip-on rubber boots at Walmart because bending over is no longer an option. I am told this is all normal. Thank you.
Chapter 6: Baby is no longer fun to carry around inside. No longer.
Midwife tells me that the sensation of a knitting needle stabbing my vagina is normal. Thank you midwife. Dark nipples now with full-time, milky fun. Baby-carrying pouch now obscures view/access to all nether regions. Nether regions become very mysterious. Inner thighs ache. Rolling over? Not possible. Sleep? Not possible. Breathing? Hardly possible. Heartburn? Spewing forth at regular intervals and immune to Pepcid.
Chapter 7: Baby is still inside me as of today. . . .

















well
it’s like I knew!
Finally, Finally…I’ve been looking for this information for a long time. Thanks