Friday, August 12, 2011
Often when I was knitting them I forgot that I was in the middle of a two week wait. Funny how tragedies put things in perspective.
A friend asked me how I was feeling. I thought she meant how I felt about my sister's cancer. But no, she wanted to know whether I felt pregnant or not.
How the heck do I know? My body does not speak to me. I have missed symptoms of pregnancy and blamed them on a UTI. I have also had imaginary pregnacy symptoms that have caused me a lot of grief and disappointment. I still prefer the Schrödinger's cat metaphor. I did not bother explaining it, saying that I avoid thinking about it as much as I can.