From The Desk Of Patrick
Patrick was sitting at my desk as I started dinner this evening.
"Can I help you?" he asked with his customary politeness.
Since I am cobbling this evening's meal out of leftovers that merely require something in a vegetable and reheating (tacos for Patrick and chicken for Steve and soup for me), the answer was no. However...
"Sure," I said. "Could you write my blog entry for me? Just type in the open box there."
"OK!" he said.
So here it is, exactly as he wrote it, Patrick's first blog entry (which reads like part of a dialogue for obvious reasons):
what ar we having for dinr?
we ar having tokos!
what did i do today?
can you think of 2 thins that you did today?
we plad hid-and-seek
and we playd whith trans
GOOD-BY LOVE PATRICK
I am nervous about tomorrow's ultrasound. So nervous at times that I feel like I could throw up (but not in a reassuring way.)
I am torn between being convinced that there will be nothing to see or there will be something to see but it will be too small and there will be no heartbeat or there will be something to see but it will be too small and the heartbeat will be slow. One of those three. I flip. I flop. How could it possibly be ok? How could it possibly?
I think I am losing my ineffable cool.
oh man, that is so sweet. how precious! a first blog entry...awwww.
p.s. good thoughts for tomorrow. ;)
Posted by: Sarcomical | March 06, 2006 at 05:42 PM
How brilliant can Patrick possibly be?
And, sending the biggest well-wishes possible for tomorrow's ultrasound. May all be well.
Posted by: CaraH | March 06, 2006 at 05:43 PM
It could be okay because sometimes things actually are. Hard to believe, but I swear it's true. Thinking of you.
Posted by: Brooklyn Girl | March 06, 2006 at 05:46 PM
All best wishes tomorrow - and all love to you and Patrick!
Posted by: daysgoby | March 06, 2006 at 05:52 PM
You may have a genius on your hands... An adorable, polite genius (which is the best possible kind of genius, btw). :)
Hang in there and try to sleep tonight and not throw up. We're all rooting for you!
Posted by: Sarah | March 06, 2006 at 05:55 PM
awesome typing Patrick.
{{{{{{{{HUGS}}}}}} Julia.
Posted by: Karen | March 06, 2006 at 05:56 PM
Could Patrick *be* any more charming? How cute.
I'll be sending you lots of positive vibes tomorrow.
Posted by: Hay Lady | March 06, 2006 at 05:57 PM
Big hug to you, Julia. It'll be good. It'll be great.
And your son is SO CUTE. You've got a writer on your hands!
Max always wants to help me cook, too. When he sees me heading for the kitchen in the evening, he grabs one of his little chairs, and calls out as he drags the chair from the playroom, "Help you!? Help you!?"
Posted by: Julia / ticky tacky | March 06, 2006 at 06:00 PM
Oh, honey.
Good luck. I'm nervous for you and I really do hope it's fantastically good news.
Posted by: Anita | March 06, 2006 at 06:01 PM
I say again: "GROW, EMBRYO, GROW!"
Posted by: Saartje | March 06, 2006 at 06:04 PM
I have an important ultrasound tomorrow too (6w6d, bleeding like a stuck pig, but pregnancy symptoms still hanging around stubbornly) and I am nervous nervous just like you. I'll think good thoughts for you tomorrow.
Love the Patrick blog entry.
Posted by: Arwen | March 06, 2006 at 06:11 PM
Will be thinking good thoughts for you. And, Patrick? You are already blogging the shorts off half the people out there, both in content and spelling.
Posted by: anne nahm | March 06, 2006 at 06:18 PM
Breathe. You don't need to be cool, you just need to be.
Posted by: Marsha | March 06, 2006 at 06:26 PM
Girl, you put the cool in coolio. cool whip. coolidge.
I was thinking about you as I whiled away my day in interminable jury duty today and counted on my fingers whether today or tomorrow was the ultrasound. Let's hope for a Scenario 4? Where all is well, right as rain, because, as you so aptly put it, the generals are fucking due. (edited for emphasis).
On a completely different note, Patrick is a peach.
Posted by: Nancy | March 06, 2006 at 06:30 PM
Patrick is just too much. How do you not swallow him whole?
You are still ineffably cool. No question about it. All extremities crossed for tomorrow.
Posted by: halloweenlover | March 06, 2006 at 06:33 PM
Good luck tomorrow!
Patrick = very clever.
Posted by: iheartnewyork | March 06, 2006 at 06:44 PM
oh my dear sweet Julia, I'd hold your hand tomorrow if I could.....as it stands , I'll just be sitting on my yoga ball awaiting news.
Posted by: Lala | March 06, 2006 at 06:48 PM
Keeping both you and Awren in my thoughts.
Kel
Posted by: Kel | March 06, 2006 at 06:50 PM
Oh my god Julia, I am thinking of you. This has to work sooner or later. I'm a pretzel in vote for sooner.
Posted by: Lisa V | March 06, 2006 at 06:50 PM
what a smarty pants :-)
I'll be thinking of you tomorrow - hoping for some good news.
Posted by: leslie | March 06, 2006 at 06:52 PM
Patrick,
I can think of two things I did today.
1. I wished your mommy lots and lots of luck for tomorrow.
2. I smiled with delight to read your first blog entry.
Goodbye,
love Sheridan
Posted by: Sheridan | March 06, 2006 at 06:55 PM
I will be crossing my fingers for you and sending all of my maternal vibes your way!
I certainly don't have a use for them at the moment anyway, besides cooing over toddlers in commercials while the bf looks slightly pained...but you would be welcome to them even if I did :).
Posted by: Adrienne | March 06, 2006 at 06:57 PM
Lots of good wishes. I know all about that terror, and I'm on my first pregnancy with never a miscarriage (knock on wood). And I still freak out regularly. But as someone said....it could just turn out ok, because some things do. "Rooting" for both of you.
Posted by: Jessica | March 06, 2006 at 06:57 PM
I am sending all the prayers and good thoughts I can muster. I believe with all my heart that this is the one!
Posted by: Marsha | March 06, 2006 at 06:58 PM
Please have Patrick update us tomorrow. I am praying that you will be to excited to sit & give the good news to a bunch of stalkers...errr I mean FANS.
Posted by: Amber | March 06, 2006 at 07:27 PM
Longtime reader, sending you good thoughts for tomorrow ... and beyond.
Posted by: Cathy | March 06, 2006 at 07:56 PM
I remain a potato. Good luck tomorrow.
Posted by: throwingutah | March 06, 2006 at 07:59 PM
I'll be thinking of you tomorrow.
Signed,
another one of your stalkers!
Posted by: Jessica | March 06, 2006 at 08:07 PM
Thinking of you and sending non-regurgitative thoughts.
Posted by: Paula | March 06, 2006 at 08:15 PM
Just when you need to take some good drugs and knock yourself out, you can't.... I'll be thinking of you and hoping for the best! GOOD LUCK!
Posted by: christie | March 06, 2006 at 08:24 PM
Holy crap! Did Patrick really use the dashes in "hid-and-seek"?!
I'll be hoping that your cool returns itself in short order.
Posted by: Julia | March 06, 2006 at 08:43 PM
Rooting for you. So much. In fact, if I could have one wish, right now, it would be for your pregnancy to stick. Good luck tomorrow. Generally, I reserve my wishes for passing my boards (NCLEX, nursing school), but this would be even better.
Posted by: Jessica | March 06, 2006 at 08:47 PM
Good luck, Julia.
Posted by: Milenka | March 06, 2006 at 08:50 PM
I love your Patrick. Can I keep him? He could keep my P company--and perhaps teach him that the polite thing is to ask if he can help with dinner instead of saying "Mama no cook dinner. Mama come play!" Please? I'll feed him tacos also.
Best of luck tomorrow!
Posted by: Erin | March 06, 2006 at 09:25 PM
Regardless of the outcome tomorrow, peace be with you. I sincerely hope you are taking some time for yourself through all this too...time to truly acknowledge how difficult your path has been...time to treat yourself well...and time to clear your head. And please remember, pregnancy doesn't define you. You are who you are already. And knowing that is a wonderful thing.
P.S. Loved the blog. There's nothing quite like a kid's perspective to help clarify what's really important in life.
Posted by: Planet Mom | March 06, 2006 at 09:27 PM
Patrick spells considerably better than many people I know.
Patrick happened. It can be okay tomorrow. And I'm hoping with everything it does.
Posted by: Christine | March 06, 2006 at 09:37 PM
Breathe deep. I will be thinking about you tomorrow and sending prayers your way.
Posted by: meg | March 06, 2006 at 10:49 PM
I am thinking good thoughts for you -- I hope it goes well.
Patrick's offer of help made me think of this study I read about this weekend:
http://abcnews.go.com/GMA/wireStory?id=1681473
Maybe it will distract you for a few moments?
Posted by: Melissa | March 07, 2006 at 01:39 AM
I'd have (hell, I have, in fact) lost my ineffable cool a long time ago.
I think you are intitled to be a little rattled with all that you've been through. Best wishes for tomorrow.
Posted by: Boulder | March 07, 2006 at 02:42 AM
Yes but can he spell "ineffable?" Huh?
Thinking of you today. So so hoping for you.
Posted by: Kath | March 07, 2006 at 02:49 AM
you underrate yourself. if you're still using words like "ineffable" you are still thriving admirably. will stay up late hoping for results before i head to bed.
Posted by: tess | March 07, 2006 at 03:11 AM
I'm hoping really hard for you.
Posted by: LEB | March 07, 2006 at 04:43 AM
Thinking nicely positive thoughts for you.
Still love that boy of yours - watch out or he make take over the blog completely! Bless him!
Posted by: Amanda | March 07, 2006 at 05:09 AM
Dont blame you for losing your cool. Bloody nerve wracking.
Got all my bits crossed for you.
xx
Posted by: Tertia | March 07, 2006 at 05:33 AM
We seem to be going through this in tandem (have a 2 1/2 year old and a husband with a balanced translocation and am on the 7th pregnancy). I am hoping and praying and wishing that it all comes through for the both of us. (I had a bad 6 week ultrasound - nothing in the gestastional sack, following by 2 weeks of cramping and then three days of bleeding - and then a great ultrasound at 8 weeks, just to put us through the wringer - at 16 weeks now and still crossing the fingers).
Feel free to freak out - sometimes its needed for us to regain the coolness. You are totally entitled. No matter how much we think "it won't bother me" it does eventually get to you - and that means you are human.
Good luck, good luck, good luck. You are my hero.
Posted by: Cris | March 07, 2006 at 05:53 AM
Patrick amazes and scares me (in a good way). "hid-and-seek"!!!! I have FIFTH GRADERS who don't know how to use hyphens. Brilliant.
I will be sending positive sac-y heartbeat-y thoughts your way all day today.
Posted by: Jen (yup, another one) | March 07, 2006 at 06:11 AM
Thinking wonderful thoughts for you. Julia...we're all thinking WONDERFUL thoughts...
Posted by: Toni | March 07, 2006 at 06:34 AM
Patrick is awesome. And I'm sure he would tell you that 7 is a Very Good Number. Since today is the 7th, you are already starting off on the right foot.
Wishing you the best.
Posted by: Mete | March 07, 2006 at 06:44 AM
I wish you the best of luck Julia and will be thinking about you and looking forward to your news.
Posted by: Julie | March 07, 2006 at 07:06 AM
Thinking of you, & hoping for the best.
Posted by: kate | March 07, 2006 at 07:24 AM