There's lots about my pregnancy that isn't hilarious. Or rather, it isn't hilarious in the moment, but hindsight softens the haze of hormones that I swore would never descend over me, and I can laugh about things like crying over the realization that, at 19 weeks, my feet disappeared from my visual field.
Just found a funny not-blog from a writer at Chicago mag, who with weekly updates, describes his reaction to his wife's pregnancy and all its attendant wackiness and learning. Give it a read - funny writing and, for any who are experiencing the miracle of life themselves, pretty poignant as well.
About Push:
A few years ago, Chicago's deputy dining editor and humor columnist Jeff Ruby, aka The Closer, learned that his wife was pregnant. For 40 weeks, Ruby kept a journal to chronicle the experience. Now, much to his wife’s dismay, he has released the journal on Chicagomag.com. "Not a single dumb argument or disturbing bodily malfunction has been omitted," he says. Push is not a blog, since the events aren't happening in real time (Ruby calls it a slog, "much like the nine months themselves"), but it is an extended flashback to the "most bizarre, scary, and humiliating nine months" of The Closer's life. (Note: you may notice the entries start at week 5. He decided to spare you the conception and the four uneventful weeks that followed.)"
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