So much to comment on and so little time. Turns out even when I’m in the library and away from internet access, I can still jot down my complaints, philosophies, and idiocies in a word document to cut and paste later. So don’t be alarmed by the abundance of posts-I’m not slacking off at this particular moment. Well yes I am, but I just had a midterm and was on call for the 200th time in a row in int’l law. And I’m pregnant!

That’s right. Straight from the archives of the old blog comes the post from last year, fall semester, that received perhaps the most critical acclaim of all my self-absorbed, confused, and rambling entries.

I’ll set it up: I posted this almost exactly a year ago, the last week of classes. I was pretty damn sure I had screwed up badly despite spending the semester studying quite possibly more than I did in the rest of my life cumulatively up to that point. Every other minute I went from understanding everything to understanding nothing. And then this post was born one cold night in the basement of the law library as the best analogy I could think of. (Foundation: I’m the oldest of six kids-sorry, recycled knowledge-evidence, yeah). Entree:

It’s Happening!

Not to take anything away from pregnant women who I’m sure go through much more prolonged and excruciating pain to deliver something better than a C…I must say that once my body becomes aware of finals (apparently after the cushion of a weekend leaves), then I take on certain similar symptoms.

First of all, mood swings: This is an amazing effect. I can go within a matter of hours to being sure that I will fail and have to drop out or re-take classes in the summer because I’ll miss the issue on an essay completely to being pretty damn smug and certain I’ll be seeing my name posted for law review in February.

Second: The food thing I discussed last night. (I got three double cheeseburgers last night after the post). [Edit: the prior post was a rambling fantasy about basically every type of food that ever sounded good in my life, highlighted by ribs and twice baked potatoes if I remember right. That’s why I mentioned In N’ Out earlier.]

Third: Uncontrollable crying, just kidding (well, we’ll see after next Tuesday).

Fourth: I buy, buy, buy law supplements as if they’ll plug the gaps in the dam that is supposed to be my mind-isn’t note-taking and half a grand on books enough? Well not for a new parent, and not for me (another 30 bucks today on Torts stuff-I hope people on Amazon want this stuff next semester). [Edit: They did and do, thank god].

Fifth: Well, I thought I had more…I’m pretty good on nausea so far…(I guess I’m not pregnant after all).

Epilogue: Well, the morning sickness began to set in until I just became numb to everything. Also sleepless nights and dreaming about deformed children, I mean exams. See, classic symptoms. This time around, as with later pregnancies, come new coping mechanisms and new challenges. The biggest benefit is that, like a parent who has already called the doctor for every flush face-I don’t worry as much on a daily basis about exams. Just for the big stuff like missing whole chunks of readings or notes. (Hey, everyone slips up a little on the later children-they’ve already done it and they’ll never notice-right N, H, J, J, & J?). Of course this is a good day, I’ll say something different tomorrow.

-jd