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Healthy first trimester recipes

Dinner:

Frozen broccoli lasagna, microwaved for three minutes and then stirred. And then dropped upside down on the floor. Add giant racking sobs. Sit on floor next to ill-fated dinner for two minutes,  then deposit sulkily in trash
Open ridiculous package of bagel dogs bought on impulse during Week Eight. Microwave for 54 seconds; then eat on […]

Excuses, updates, whatever

I think about writing, I really do, but when I sit down to do it (after my husband comes home, so I can use his laptop) (because mine is still broken) it just turns into two paragraphs about what I’m seeing in front of me at that very second.
For example, today’s post is going to […]

Nine weeks, one day

Still pregnant! And boy, am I tired — of taking my pants off for perfect strangers!
Ha ha. Ha. Look, I know it’s par for the course for American prenatal care. “Drop your drawers, fill out a form, drop your drawers, pay the copay, drop your drawers, think of England”— but come on.
*shake hands* ”Hi. I’m Dr […]

Less a train and more a constant loop

This is how my thoughts go these days:
Urf. Something smells awful. La la la. La la la. OMG WE’RE GOING TO HAVE A BABY! … La la la, la la la. La la. HOLY CRAP WHAT DID WE GET OURSELVES INTO? … La la la. Oh hey, Twizzler! <repeat>

Introducing Short Round

Hi, boys and girls, it’s me, Supa! I’m emerging from my huddle on the couch to say, I’m pregnant again! Couldn’t be more excited about a new baby. Kind of already over the pregnant thing, but I’ll put that down to the eternal, ever-present queasiness. Illustrated: I walked in the door last week and immediately […]

The end is nigh

Well! Iain came with me to see the doctor today. Lost another pound (how?!). No progress otherwise. Non-stress test went surprisingly smoothly; Nurse Knowledgable, this time, instead of Nurse Nincompoop. And having Iain for company was awesome. Had an ultrasound, which showed the water levels are fine.
So. Flipper’s all right. Stubborn as a mule, […]

You’re sick of hearing about it, but not as sick as I am of being it

My entire world has narrowed to the confinement of the couch. I have several pillows, my laptop, the remote, a novel, and my crochet work-in-progress. I am too sore and tired to do much of anything else.
My stretchmarks have breached my bellybutton and are conquering the area beneath my ribcage. I actually have a few […]

I don’t know how much more of this i can stand

Oh come on now.
The false labor, it’s killing me. Oh it hurts. And how for the love of Christ has it not regulated into anything yet? Every twenty minutes this morning until I fell asleep during Martha and then, nothing for hours. And then a couple irregular ones. And then nothing. And then four in […]

Still pregnant, after all these years.

40 weeks, 6 days.
Trooping ever onward, like a good little soldier. Renewed faith that I am doing the right thing by letting Flipper stew a touch longer. I moped around yesterday morning (when I wasn’t sleeping) miserable and sad that something was wrong with him and it would be my fault for not dragging him […]

How ‘bout dem O’s?

Still here!
My parents left this morning. Doc called an hour ago to offer me an induction tomorrow; something about somebody going somewhere and there being a spot open. He talks very softly so I couldn’t really follow all of it.
But I told him I’d pass and give Flipper a little more time to get going […]

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