Yesterday was Genevieve’s first big day on the town.
The first stop was to see her pediatrician, which went very well. Her length remains at 20 inches and her head circumference at 13 inches, but her weight is up to 7 lbs 12 oz – that’s 3 oz up from her birth weight. All the measurements are squarely in the 50th percentile.
The doctors visit went well, the immunizations and the blood draw for all the tests, not so much.
But we’ll get over it.
The big event of the day was lunch with Grandma Candy. Grandma Candy is 98 years old and she is Genevieve’s great grandmother, my maternal grandmother. (Grandma Candy got her name when my niece and nephew couldn’t pronounce Grandma McKinley). My mother was there as well, so we had a ladies lunch with four generations.
Notice the green blanket on Grandma Candy’s lap? She knit that for Genevieve.
It’s been less than a week since I became a mother. As you might guess, my time is spent a little differently now: feeding baby, changing diapers, doing laundry, trying to remember to feed me, quick naps… but most of my time is spent staring at this:
Baby Genevieve made her appearance at 6:16 am. She was still two weeks early, but she officially made it to full term the night before she was born, and she’s a good healthy size – 20 inches, 7 lbs 9 oz.
a journey started in a moment of heat
making love, making a child
at the same time making myself
something more than myself
changing from woman
to mother
I am not the same person
Invaded,
my body is not my own
my belly rolls and kicks
with a power I don’t possess
I am possessed
the new life within my body
changes my body:
juicy curves
rosy cheeks
thick hair
long nails
glowing skin –
I feel the weight
of my husband’s eyes
there is more to me now
I feel the connection
I am the connection
between past and future
I am full of hope
full of life
I see the smile in your eyes
when you see my belly
strangers fall over themselves to get the door
my husband holds my hand as we cross the street
then doesn’t let go
at home I rest
my husband wraps himself around me
palming my belly, whispering
“my two greatest loves
right here in my hand”
lady in waiting
simultaneously wishing
to speed up time
and hold this moment forever
After 146 years, Seattle’s oldest newspaper the Seattle Post-Intelligencer shut down print production today. It’s a sad day for Seattle. The last edition of the PI hit newstands early this morning, and by noon it was impossible to find a copy around the Seattle area, although you can get one for $50 on eBay. Vultures.
The fourth estate is critical to American liberty, just as a free press is critical to freedom in any country. And the more perspectives, the more voices, the better off we are.
It’s true that the PI will continue with an online version of the paper, but with less than 20% of the reporters and most of the content simply linking to other papers. This is not maintaining the voice of the PI, this is saying, “here’s something some other news agency reported.“
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