Humongous life changes around the bend for our family. We are pleased to introduce The Little Mister, making his debut in February. I know this is something you learn when you are two, but I am just in AWE that there is a human being inside of me, and this human will be a mix of me and my husband. It's just crazy! This baby my body is making (incredible!) will have characteristics of me and the man I love so much. I thought marriage was pretty amazing before, but now it's at least ten times as amazing. It's like we have superpowers. I feel like Edward Bloom on "Big Fish" when he learns one thing about his future wife every month as his payment for working at a circus. Every detail I learn about the Little Mister I moon over for weeks. He's a boy. He's super healthy. He's tall. He loves to move a lot (to the dismay of every ultrasound technician I've had). But best of all, he can sign! My ultrasound tech was like "What is
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So remember that one time we asked if someone was a man or woman on the bus and they started signing to us? I sincerely thought neither of us would ever see that person again. I was wrong. Fayoz was taking the bus to work the other day and looked up to see a familiar face on the other side of the bus. With a start he realized this was the same person we had insulted about a year ago. His intimidating features were somewhat softened by his reading glasses as he was reading the morning news. When I saw him, I think I would have had a sinking feeling in the pit of my stomach, but Fayoz is more brave than me. His only thought was that he must take this opportunity to apologize for last year's incident. He walked over, grabbed a seat in front of the person and boldly said: "Hello! I want to say I am really sorry." Looking at Fayoz with a growing recognition the person said "Ah, I remember you. You sat across from me on the bus." Fayoz said, "Yes,
I was just on the F train for my normal commute to work. It was rush hour and the train was overcrowded as usual. I was stuck in the middle and I needed to grab a pole, but there was a girl hunched over the pole nearest to me so there wasn't room for me to grab it. As the train started to go, I heard a huge smack. The hunched-over girl had fainted! She was on the ground, looking very strange with her neck bent and and head up against the side of a seat. There wasn't enough room where she had fallen to accommodate her body and she had smacked her head on the way down. "Is there an emergency button anyone can push?!" I yelled into the crowd. A woman yelled, "Is a there a doctor or medical professional on board?" People just kind of looked at each other. I wondered how I could help this girl breathe better or if I should even touch her. It appeared no medical professional was on board, so this might be some improv. I seriously hoped no CPR wa