It happened once during the pregnancy. I was about 23 weeks and was peeing for the 18th time that night and saw a tinge of something pinkish. A quick trip to the doctors the following morning and a thousand newly made promises to God en route -everything was fine. No more bleeding but 18 more weeks of praying every time I pulled down those knickers.
Then, 5 weeks after Olivia was born an old friend greeted me. I'd missed her. I wanted her to visit every month until this fickle being changed her mind again. Until such a time I was determined to enjoy our time together. We were old friends. We went back a long way. I've seen her 5 times since, each time staying for no more than 4 days. Low maintenance. Just a 2 tylenol on the first day kind of a girl.
She's usually punctual. I wonder what's keeping her...
well, i know *i'll* be waiting to see how this particular story unfolds...
ReplyDeleteThis is an interesting take I hadn't pondered before, Paula. I'm almost 9 months out and my old friend still has yet to greet me again. I wonder when I'll see her, too. My doc says it could be any time (which he's said since 6 weeks out), but I think I'll feel it when its coming, and I don't feel it yet.
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