About six weeks into the pregnancy I realized I wasn’t anxious. There was no background buzzing. It was wonderfully odd and I reflected that this was the only time I could recall not feeling anxious in more than twenty years. It was the oxytocin; it was the progesterone; it was the flooding of resources to new life in my belly; it was pregnancy brain (for some it makes them forgetful, for me it brought my thoughts into line with everyone else’s); it was love.
