I was just getting ready to jot down a quick post about how today marks two years since I found out I was pregnant when the 4.7 earthquake hit just north of us. I was going to ruminate on how much life has changed since the stick said yes; how nary a moment has passed that I haven't thought about Juliette, even before I knew her name or how deeply brown her eyes would be. I was going to ponder how that sudden, comprehensive reordering of my thinking has changed me, to the point that I can't even really imagine what the childless Katherine in a parallel universe would be like. I am different in so many ways, and tonight this tops the list: before Juliette, I honestly got a little kick out of the minor earthquakes we'd experienced. And now I get a little panic attack.
Posted by Katherine Willis Pershey