Too much serious too much protection wanted: A Pregancy.

The Hammond air blows in threw the front windows into the face.  There is a night of timely fashionable ironies.  The sounds of lecures without notes.  Goals of hands on after books for years .  The talks and walks follow through the night rains

Too many memories clouding the present.  Memories of aunts and uncles taking over the voices and laughters.  How quick and swift the end remains of measuring space and time again and again for a year or two of tests performed in faith.

I needed to fit in , to blend in with other pregos to feel better that's how severely underrepresented I felt and grasping for more than the books, and professionals latest hype for common sense to complications during, and afterward.

The changes and controls were only one in the same and mother nature took my breathe away.  From heart burn to diabetes gestational diabties oh oh the muffin that was delivered is well done.

All these sayings just don't measure up.  Day after day, nothing was enough to prepare for a baby.