{"id":2119,"date":"2010-08-18T07:16:47","date_gmt":"2010-08-18T14:16:47","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/www.poorluckyme.com\/blog\/?p=2119"},"modified":"2025-05-23T17:32:42","modified_gmt":"2025-05-23T22:32:42","slug":"incompetence-revealed","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"http:\/\/www.poorluckyme.com\/blog\/incompetence-revealed\/","title":{"rendered":"Incompetence Revealed"},"content":{"rendered":"<p>Incompetent cervix.  It turns out my feelings of inadequacy were not entirely unfounded. I wrote that as a joke but the truth is I kind of secretly think that maybe the impostor complex that&#8217;s always plagued me was a misinterpreted sign.  (Not that I believe in signs) <\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><\/p>\n<p>Tom and I went to the new doctor the week before we left for Europe.  I guess that&#8217;s another reason I didn&#8217;t write before we left.  The news was overwhelming.  On one hand, it&#8217;s a huge relief to know that I didn&#8217;t cause the pre-term labor.  The nagging feeling that Tommy Jr came early because I&#8217;m bad doesn&#8217;t have anymore fuel.  Incompetent is different than bad.  To be honest, our doctor called it something a little nicer- cervical inadequacy or something.  That doesn&#8217;t sound much better really.  <\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>\nIncompetent, inadequate&#8230;isn&#8217;t the fear of those things what keeps girls from raising their hands in math and science class?  I mean other than being told I have a fat cervix, there couldn&#8217;t be two words that would be more hilariously pathetically upsetting to hear used to describe a part of you.  And reading about my incompetent cervix was like getting a punch in the face of proof that I failed as a women.  A failure punch.<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>  <\/p>\n<p>I wish I felt more hopeful having an explanation.  Because I already won the shitty-lottery I don&#8217;t feel safe thinking &#8220;the chances are good that next time the doctors will know&#8230;&#8221; and blah blah bullshit.  I&#8217;m f*cking scared.  I know I want to get pregnant again, but I just can&#8217;t imagine when I&#8217;ll have the guts to go through it again.  I can&#8217;t imagine a time where my heart has healed enough to let me take another risk.  I know it&#8217;s too soon to even consider, but it&#8217;s baby season right now!  The summer is butt to nut with cute babies.  And I want one so badly.  And the one I want is buried in the ground.  <\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><\/p>\n<p>That was an awful thing to write.  I can&#8217;t help it though.  I try not to picture of him in there, in his tiny baby coffin, all alone.  Somedays it hurts me too much just to think of him, because I only ever saw my little boy in the hospital with tubes and wires and machines.  I wish so much that I could imagine him better as a fat little baby in the park or in Daddy&#8217;s arms.  Maybe he&#8217;ll come to me like that in a dream someday.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>Incompetent cervix. It turns out my feelings of inadequacy were not entirely unfounded. I wrote that as a joke but the truth is I kind of secretly think that maybe the impostor complex that&#8217;s always plagued me was a misinterpreted sign. (Not that I believe in signs) &nbsp; Tom and I went to the new &hellip; <a href=\"http:\/\/www.poorluckyme.com\/blog\/incompetence-revealed\/\" class=\"more-link\">Continue reading<span class=\"screen-reader-text\"> &#8220;Incompetence Revealed&#8221;<\/span><\/a><\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":3,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[1],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-2119","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-uncategorized"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"http:\/\/www.poorluckyme.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/2119","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"http:\/\/www.poorluckyme.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"http:\/\/www.poorluckyme.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/www.poorluckyme.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/3"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/www.poorluckyme.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=2119"}],"version-history":[{"count":5,"href":"http:\/\/www.poorluckyme.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/2119\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":3499,"href":"http:\/\/www.poorluckyme.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/2119\/revisions\/3499"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"http:\/\/www.poorluckyme.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=2119"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/www.poorluckyme.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=2119"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/www.poorluckyme.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=2119"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}