Revelry Reverie

How come in every photo it looks like the ball is holding him up?

Eight years ago today, on a bright warm morning in Lake Placid, I married a guy. Bob. It was actually the afternoon, because we didn’t want a long wait between the ceremony and dinner. And because we had to have a late ceremony so that none of the Catholics present would have to go to…

I took Ele to hockey practice yesterday (and spent most of the time chasing Grant). “If he can walk, he can skate,” every adult mentioned to me as they desperately tried to wrest their stolen property back from Grant’s chubby grip. 

I feel so much better. On Saturday morning, we went on an easy hike along the Eno, and I think the fresh air, movement, and — most importantly — the vigorous sweating, helped to equalize all the pressure and get rid of excess fluid.  Here are a selection of photos from the hike: In the…

The kids made me get well cards (with a little help from Bob). Henry likes to cut out shapes, so he cut out the heart. The squiggles on the bottom left of his card says “mom I’m sorry you’re sick and I hope you feel better soon” ❤❤❤

In my follow up with the midwife today, I found out that I had a 3.9 cm cyst that ruptured. That isn’t a huge cyst – it’s somewhere between a strawberry and a lime. The cyst itself isn’t what hurts – it’s the rupture, when it spews blood and fluid into your abdomen. The result…

In which I go to the hospital At 3 am, I was woken up with intense belly pain. I woke up Bob, who wanted to take me to the ER, but I shrank from that idea. My pain is surely not that valid. At 9:00 am, I finally capitulated. He loaded up the kids and…