Gaze Upwards: Getting Lost Among the Stars in Australia's South-West
/From my office in Beijing, I called Astrophil, an octogenerian stargazer to talk astronomy for the latest issue of Your Margaret River Region Magazine. It was wonderful if not slightly surreal to talk to him about the clear night sky and star clusters, while I was sitting through a rather smoggy day. I rarely see stars here in the city, but thanks to Phil, I’m now on the lookout.
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This second pregnancy is nothing like my first. I am calm, cocooning. I do my exercises, occasionally even yoga. I have an ample supply of comfortable maternity clothes and a giant (and I mean giant) horseshoe pillow that encloses and immobilises me in a firm hold at night. Sshhh. It whispers. I got you.
I am on top of my medical appointments. I take my vitamins and monitor my blood pressure. I have been registered at the maternity hospital since around the third month of my pregnancy. My husband and I spent about 15 minutes discussing a baby name, decided, smiling, and haven’t wavered since.
I am, in short, having almost the opposite experience as my first pregnancy.