I expected to feel better after going over my research with Maddie’s doctor, but I feel even more out of the loop than I did before we went in there. The doctor and Maddie have all this access to her readings, and neither of them seem interested in sharing it with me. I feel out of control and in the dark, wondering what’s going on with the little grain of rice in her stomach.
Yes, I looked that up, too. Evidently, each week the baby progresses through a different food item. There are all sorts of apps that explain what organs are growing when.
“Are you going in to Beltane today,” I ask her as we head back toward the car. She nods, and I’m about to reach to open her door for her, when she spins and vomits on the curb. I freeze, utterly unprepared for something like this. I’m always get
