Well, I haven’t posted in a while but it’s ’cause I’ve just gotten over a cold. I’m not blogging about having a cold, I’m blogging about how I got cured. See, I used this brand-new super-medicine to heal myself. It’s not even FDA approved, but man i”m telling you… if you can get your hands on some of this stuff everything that ales you will be cured in no time at all.
Today Jack is either 5 months old or 2 months old, depending on how you count.
Wow. I really can’t believe that. Developmentally, he’s somewhere in between. Like, he knows how to smile and hold his head up, but he can’t roll over or calculate pi to the 100 digit yet. Either way, I think he’s pretty darn cool and I must say, the smiling is pretty fun. He laughs at my corny jokes, but not ’cause he has to, he really thinks they’re funny.
Sweet!
I asked Arch if he wanted to write the Final Chapter and he said yes, and then he promptly went back to sleep as he has something resembling the flu. One of the fun things about having a preemie, is that when you’re sick, you wear surgical masks in your own home.
Anyway, enough about present day… (more…)
It’s coming.
Arch has the flu, or something very similar, so I am full time Jack duty at night. Also? I really don’t want to write the “final chapter,” weird right?
A lead up to the big day and brief description of the 7th ring of hell, otherwise known as bed rest inside a hospital. (more…)
image: detail of installation by Bronwyn Lace