Clarissa's Blog

I feel like I’m attached to an aquarium that has come to dominate my life. People who say they enjoyed being pregnant seem weird. What is to enjoy about being a transportation device for a very fragile aquarium?

Of course, I can’t say that I hate being pregnant either. What I feel is the resignation of a person whose flight has been delayed by many hours and who is sitting patiently at the airport lounge, emptied of all emotion by the fatigue of the wait.