Day 41… Part 2

Sometimes the baby is all I think about. Sometimes what I feel in my stomach and how I feel in my gut consumes every fold and wrinkle in my brain. Sometimes I don’t go three seconds without feeling something: dizzy, queasy, a slight cramp. And then there’s sometimes when I’m watching a particularly amazing episode of Grey’s and I realize its been 20 minutes and I haven’t thought about it, haven’t felt anything, and I panic. Hitch my breath, and wait. Within a few seconds I feel it again. A little soreness, a little heaviness, a little pull in my belly and I know I’m good.