{"id":2596,"date":"2011-07-20T10:37:37","date_gmt":"2011-07-20T17:37:37","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/www.poorluckyme.com\/blog\/?p=2596"},"modified":"2025-05-23T17:31:51","modified_gmt":"2025-05-23T22:31:51","slug":"calm-panic-wednesday-july-20th","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"http:\/\/www.poorluckyme.com\/blog\/calm-panic-wednesday-july-20th\/","title":{"rendered":"Calm Panic &#8211; Wednesday July 20th"},"content":{"rendered":"<p>I have my 16 week doctor&#8217;s appointment tomorrow.  In anticipation of the appointment, I&#8217;m certain that something has gone terribly wrong. With a resigned detachment, I feel sure that the baby has died, or that the soreness in my legs is a life-threatening infection, or that there never was a baby in there and I&#8217;m just growing a huge tumor in my belly. <\/p>\n<p>I think: &#8220;Well the baby has probably died, so maybe we should extend our lease after all.&#8221;  Is that healthy detachment or delusional detachment?<\/p>\n<p>Everything is probably fine, except it&#8217;s probably not.<\/p>\n<p>Every night before I fall asleep I beg my baby to come to me in a dream and tell me everything is ok.  Instead I dream about conflicts at work, or being a bike messenger and getting a flat tire and having no idea how to change it.  I think I would feel more hopeful if I dreamed about this little baby. <\/p>\n<p>I wonder what it&#8217;s like to be a normal baby-maker.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>I have my 16 week doctor&#8217;s appointment tomorrow. In anticipation of the appointment, I&#8217;m certain that something has gone terribly wrong. With a resigned detachment, I feel sure that the baby has died, or that the soreness in my legs is a life-threatening infection, or that there never was a baby in there and I&#8217;m &hellip; <a href=\"http:\/\/www.poorluckyme.com\/blog\/calm-panic-wednesday-july-20th\/\" class=\"more-link\">Continue reading<span class=\"screen-reader-text\"> &#8220;Calm Panic &#8211; Wednesday July 20th&#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":[58,56],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-2596","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-panic","category-sad-stuff"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"http:\/\/www.poorluckyme.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/2596","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=2596"}],"version-history":[{"count":3,"href":"http:\/\/www.poorluckyme.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/2596\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":3381,"href":"http:\/\/www.poorluckyme.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/2596\/revisions\/3381"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"http:\/\/www.poorluckyme.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=2596"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/www.poorluckyme.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=2596"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/www.poorluckyme.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=2596"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}