There weren't many times during our trying to conceive our kids that I didn't want to be pregnant. But those times did come about, oftentimes unexpectedly. Our current conditions are definately not conducive to being pregnant, or largely pregnant for that matter. Why? It is now about 7 pm and it is still 100 degrees! The low for tonight will be 69. Miserable.

I gave birth to my daughter in mid-September. So I was largely pregnant during that summer. We did not experience weather like this during those months, but I was sooo hot that I couldn't believe it. I would lay on our cool leather couch, or in our darkened bedroom in our central air equipped home. I was worried all the time about getting dehydrated, but I was already using the bathroom so frequently that I didn't want to add to the cause. And boy am I cranky when I am hot. I honestly don't think that Chris would have used the word cranky to describe me on those hot days. He would more accurately use some stronger language.

Summer days like this really make me think about my son's biological mother. I'm pretty sure that she didn't have access to central air in Ethiopia. I'm also sure that days in this range of temperature were much more common than they are in the NW US. How did she make it through? Was she just acclimated to it? Could I have carried him through to a healthy beginning in those conditions? I wonder these things as we swelter here. His little nose gets these huge drops of sweat right across the bridge. Everybody says to me, "He's used to this weather"! I want to quip back, "No he's not! Can't you see how hot he is too"? And then I quickly get him into the coolness.