ChiKat

I was teary today, and spent a lot of time trying to cuddle with a squirmy little boy who would much rather bang pots than cuddle.

Alexa, whose blog I've been reading for years, lost one of her twins at 22 weeks. Alexa has been writing abut her "science babies" since she found out she was pregnant. It was so clear that she loved her babies and wanted them to be healthy and safe.

I remember the apprehension I felt before every doctor's appointment when I was pregnant. Your body does so much work creating a child, and you have so little control over it. You put so much pressure on yourself to do everything right when you are pregnant, pressure that is reinforced with every doctor's visit and every judgmental glance from others, but in the end you are powerless against the whims of Mother Nature/God/randomness.