{"id":2830,"date":"2010-04-05T23:39:00","date_gmt":"2010-04-06T03:39:00","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/lunardreams.net\/baby\/?p=2830"},"modified":"2010-04-05T23:39:00","modified_gmt":"2010-04-06T03:39:00","slug":"just-like-any-other-day","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"http:\/\/lunardreams.net\/baby\/?p=2830","title":{"rendered":"Just like any other day"},"content":{"rendered":"<p>April 5th is almost over. That was his due date, 2 years ago. It&#8217;s a funny thing, that due date&#8230; he probably would not have been born on that particular day, but it&#8217;s a day etched in our calendar forever. It was the alternative &#8211; the fork that led to the light. Instead he was born a month early, silent. He should not have been a dead March baby; he should have been a live April one.<\/p>\n<p>But like many other days, this one passed simply, with barely a whisper between Denis and I as we remembered. It was acknowledged. That was enough.<\/p>\n<p>Looming overhead are the next 3 weeks. <i>3 weeks<\/i>, I chant, <i>3 more weeks<\/i>. Until I hit 36 weeks, until I pass that gestation when he died. It&#8217;s strange, this mental space I live in. It&#8217;s not fear, not exactly. It&#8217;s not buzzing with energy. It&#8217;s just this very quiet in-between, a place of held breaths and whispered words. Every day I feel Kate squirm and kick in my belly I smile and pat her gently, saying ever so quietly to myself, <i>Still alive. That&#8217;s good.<\/i> It seems so ridiculous, but yet there it is. She&#8217;s alive, so it&#8217;s a good day.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>April 5th is almost over. That was his due date, 2 years ago. It&#8217;s a funny thing, that due date&#8230; he probably would not have been born on that particular day, but it&#8217;s a day etched in our calendar forever. It was the alternative &#8211; the fork that led to the light. Instead he was [&hellip;]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":71,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"closed","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[1],"tags":[447],"class_list":["post-2830","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-uncategorized","tag-due-date"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"http:\/\/lunardreams.net\/baby\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/2830","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"http:\/\/lunardreams.net\/baby\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"http:\/\/lunardreams.net\/baby\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/lunardreams.net\/baby\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/users\/71"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/lunardreams.net\/baby\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcomments&post=2830"}],"version-history":[{"count":1,"href":"http:\/\/lunardreams.net\/baby\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/2830\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":2831,"href":"http:\/\/lunardreams.net\/baby\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/2830\/revisions\/2831"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"http:\/\/lunardreams.net\/baby\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fmedia&parent=2830"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/lunardreams.net\/baby\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcategories&post=2830"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/lunardreams.net\/baby\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Ftags&post=2830"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}