The weirdness continues! Diana has been having a bit of a rough time in the last week, as the hormones are really starting to fuck with her. The other day she burst into tears because the chicken broth she was heating up spilled over the pan, and then the gas was on with no flame, then she couldn't get it to boil without it running over. Hardly things to worry about for most people, but the hormones made this an epic event for her.
My perspective so far has been one of me worrying about her health. It may sound strange, but at this point I don't give a shit about the health of the baby. I worry about Diana and the effects on her. I worry about a delivery that doesn't put her at risk. Given her hernia history, it scares me. It's supposed to be a foregone conclusion that she'll have to do a C-section, which frankly to me sounds less scary than trying to push a baby out the normal way.
She's been physically weird too, but apparently not as bad as most. She's been bloated and her abdomen gets tight and swollen from time to time, but she's not yacking up a lung every day or anything gross like that. Other than being tired, I think she's doing pretty well. I always say she looks ten years younger than she is, and I hope her body's ability to have a child shares that sentiment.
We were at the zoo today and it's amazing to me to observe the range of parenting skill. You see the kid who is completely incapable of behaving in public, and others who are very clearly engaged in what's around them, and look at it all with a sense of wonder. I hope I can cultivate that kind of attitude with this kid.
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