I’ve self-diagnosed myself with an afflic­tion that has yet to show up in the DSM. I’m call­ing it obsessive-compulsive book­mark­ing dis­or­der, and it may be my down­fall. I first exper­i­mented with book­mark­ing out­side of my browser with Deli­cious, and I still con­tend that for recipe book­mark­ing, Deli­cious can’t be beat. But I dreamed of a […]

Spoiler alert: My pants won. A few weeks ago, I looked in the mir­ror and thought, “Hey, I look sort of preg­nant.” It’s a good thing, too, because I’ve been going to pre­na­tal yoga classes and feel­ing like an impos­tor. At least until we get to the part of class where we tell every­one how far […]

Much like when I got engaged and ran out and bought a bunch of wed­ding mag­a­zines, I have been work­ing my way through a stack of preg­nancy mags. Much like the wed­ding mag­a­zines, the preg­nancy peri­od­i­cals are very close to use­less. I real­ize that ours is a con­sumer cul­ture, and with each life event comes […]

The last few months have been thrilling. Spine-tingling. Exhil­i­rat­ing, even. So where have I been? Why haven’t I been shar­ing this excite­ment? Well. I am preg­nant. Not to get all emo­tional, but, 2010 was rough. For a vari­ety of rea­sons. One of the big­gies, though, was my frus­tra­tion with my own body. Preg­nancy was not, […]