in which food and my placenta are unfortunately mentioned in the same post
Today I did something I haven't done since college: inspired by this photograph of Sarah's, I made my own yogurt. I made some other things too, but ssh! They are top secret until a belated Christmas gift exchange with my sisters-in-law on Saturday. (Just in case you have been waiting by your mailbox for a vintage linen tea towel that never comes, now you know what I have been doing – lollygagging about with a candy thermometer and other indolent devices. I will make it to the post office next week, I promise!)
In other news, my doctor phoned today - you know she didn't just call to say hello - to say she had figured out what probably caused some of my more worrying first-trimester symptoms. If you don't mind just a little bit too much information, read on. Apparently I've got a case of placenta previa, or, more colloquially, "Hey, you, get your placenta off of my cervix." It's not a big worry right now, but if my placenta doesn't "migrate" to higher ground, it's bed rest and an express route to C-section City. So go, placenta, go!