I am so annoyed that I forgot my camera on Friday night, because my girlfriends and I went first to the Boom Boom Room (at the top of The Standard Hotel in Meatpacking) and then to Fig & Olive for dinner to celebrate Morgan's birthday, and it was all so fun and beautiful.
I guess it seems obvious in retrospect, but prior to Sunday I was genuinely confused about how a prenatal massage worked. Namely...how do they do it?
There is SO much information and judgment out there about pregnancy and how to "do it right," and the simple truth is that there is no single "right" way to "do" pregnancy.
If there is one thing I can say for certain about this child, it is this: he will not be lacking for warm things to wrap around him.
Pregnancy is full of helpful symptoms like that, which could either mean "TAXI...NOW!" or another month (or more) of waiting, depending. Depending on what, you ask? Beats me.
