Shrodinger’s Pregnancy (Or, That Time I Freaked Out Just A Little)

A guy named Shrodinger once had a cat. He thought it would be a good idea to put his cat in a box with poison. Then he said something like, “The cat could be dead. But it could be alive. I won’t know until I open the box. So until I open the box, the cat is both dead and alive.”

Ja. Makes total sense, right?

I, too, have a theory. Take one pregnancy test. Pee on the stick. Wait for the result. Until the test shows either positive or negative, you are simultaneously pregnant and not pregnant. I call this Shrodinger’s Pregnancy.

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Those who know me well will know that I don’t particularly want to experience pregnancy again. When asked about having a third child, my responses run the gamut from hysterical laughter, to wild-eyed panicky hyperventilation, to vehement refusals, to sarcasm (“Sure, we’ll have another baby just as soon as Hubby grows himself a uterus!”), to more coherent rationalisations (“We’d have to buy another car, a bigger house, and sell a kidney to afford all of it!”).

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I did not enjoy either of my pregnancies. The initial glee was quickly forgotten as “morning” sickness took hold and I wallowed in self-pity, blaming it all on Hubby and contemplating a future of abstinence. When the second trimester hit, I felt energetic and glowing for about five whole minutes, before the exhaustion returned. Growing a baby saps the life out of you, for real. There was backache, and sciatica, and heartburn, and thrush, and general discomfort in my whale-form, as well as the urge to pee anytime I was in the vicinity of a toilet.

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With Poppet, I had an induced labour which ended up in a C-section. When it was Pixie’s turn, as I lay on the operating table, I promised myself that I would never do this again.

Then, last week, my period didn’t start when it was supposed to.

Cue: panic.

I couldn’t sleep. I took two pregnancy tests but even the negative results didn’t set my mind at ease. I felt nauseous – was it a symptom or pregnancy? Was it a new symptom of PMS? Was it just my nerves taking over?

My imagination ran wild. I wondered how I would tell Hubby. I daydreamed holding this hypothetical baby in my arms. I started thinking about who could teach for me in the fourth term. I even told my dentist not to X-ray me just in case.

I’m not pregnant.

My period started, and with the relief that I was expecting to feel, also came the undeniable taste of disappointment.

I thought I didn’t want another baby, but it turns out – that’s not entirely true.

What do you think? Am I completely out of my mind? Is there a cure for broodiness?


Review: Tinker Bell and the Secret of the Wings

In Tinker Bell and the Secret of the Wings we are introduced to a new part of Pixie Hollow: the Winter Woods. Despite the rule that summer fairies and winter fairies may not cross the border into each others’ seasons, Tinker Bell can’t resist. (Of course she can’t resist – that’s why we love her.) Determined to discover why her wings sparkle in the snow, Tinker Bell sneaks across again in search of the Keeper of All Fairy Knowledge. She learns that she has a sister, Periwinkle, but just as the two fairies begin to bond, Tinker Bell is sent back to summer and the sisters are forbidden from further contact. But when a Freeze threatens the Pixie Dust Tree, summer and winter fairies must work together to save Pixie Hollow.

tink2It is no secret that I love the Tinker Bell movies. So does Poppet, so much that she insists I buy her the Tinker Bell yoghurt for school. (She keeps asking me why there are only three fairies featured on the yoghurt cups: Tinker Bell, Iridessa and Silver Mist. So: Dear Pick ‘n Pay, please put Vidia, Rosetta and Fawn on the cups too. Poppet will be a loyal customer forever if you do.)

We bought Poppet Tinker Bell and the Secret of the Wings as a present after she had her grommets put in. It was actually the first Tinker Bell movie we ever watched – and what an introduction to the world of fairies!

The characters are so much fun: Clank and his fear of icebergs (“They’re so stealthy!”); Fairy Mary trying her best to keep everything running smoothly; Dewey and his odd accent; the bookworms in the library who keep eating the pages of the books. Then there’s the tragedy of a forbidden love – the reason for the ‘no crossing’ rule. There’s also a cameo vocal appearance by Jodi Benson. We love Jodi Benson. Not only because she’s Ariel. She is also Barbie in the Toy Story films and does the Baby Faith series. Poppet sometimes likes to pretend she’s Ariel, and sometimes she pretends she’s Jodi Benson. (Thank you, DVD special features, which Poppet has to watch, no matter how many times she’s seen them before.)

I would say that this is a perfect film for mothers to watch with their young daughters, but my husband enjoys it too, so let’s go with “a great film for the whole family”. As usual, the animation is top-notch, the music is fun, and the actors do a terrific job. If you have little (or not-so-little) girls in your house, then this film is a must-have for your DVD collection.

Review: Tinkerbell and the Lost Treasure

Tinkerbell is chosen to make the sceptre for the Autumn Revelry. When a mishap results in the destruction of both the sceptre and the rare moonstone needed for the celebration, Tinkerbell goes in search of a magic mirror that will undo the damage. Afraid to tell anyone what has happened, she sets off alone. Along the way, she discovers the importance of relying on her friends and learns how to ask for help.

My family loves the Tinkerbell movies. Poppet sits enthralled from beginning to end, peppering me with questions afterwards. (We once spent a 15-minute car ride discussing plot points of the various Tinkerbell movies.) Pixie bops along to the songs. Even Hubby gets lost in the story. (Shame, he really needs that man-cave.)


In Tinkerbell and the Lost Treasure Tinkerbell is not presented as a perfect fairy. There is mischief hinted at in reference to “the stinkbug incident”; she gets frustrated with her best friend; she loses her temper. But she is also shown apologising when she realises she is in the wrong; she doesn’t sit around feeling sorry for herself but tries to find a solution; and she works hard to do what is asked of her. All of which makes her a pretty good role model for little girls. Besides, which little girl do you know who doesn’t want fairy wings? (Hubby was told the other day to buy some pixie dust so Poppet’s fairy wings would work.)

I asked Poppet what her favourite part of the movie was, “The theatre part,” she said. Truly the child of an actor and a writer. She and Pixie have decided the entrance hall at Nana’s house is their theatre, and every time we visit they give us a show.

The DVD extras include a tour of Pixie Hollow and some very hilarious outtakes. The animation is good, there is humour that appeals to adults, and the cast includes Anjelica Huston, Mae Whitman, Lucy Liu and Kristen Chenoweth.

If you’re looking for an entertaining, wholesome movie for your little ones, then I recommend Tinkerbell and the Lost Treasure. In fact, I recommend all the Tinkerbell movies.

Now, where did I put my fairy wings?

Caution: There is a chase sequence involving rats which could potentially be frightening for sensitive young souls.