i do the math and realize today marks the beginning of the 20th week of my first pregnancy.
with a hot shower to knock the edge off the cold of my apartment, i towel off, slip into some jeans and a sweater, and open the nearby cabinet. after unplugging the power cord, i slip my arms into the thick black vest and situate the baby bag across my lower abdomen before tightening the straps into place across my back. i see the baby inside give a little kick to the thick layer of silicone covering it as it wakes from its nap.
after a quick change of the amniotic fluid and dropping a fresh nutri-tab into the porthole, i’m ready for my morning bailey’s and coffee and the first cigarette of the day.