Monday, March 31, 2008
Friday, March 28, 2008
And now a cousin!
Congrats to my cousin K and his wife S on the birth of another big boy to our family! HH was born yesterday 8 lbs 10 oz and 21.5 inches! I know my Aunt K is out of her mind trying to get to see her first grandchild.
Congrats to all...the baby boom continues!
The new family.
Precious HH!
Congrats to all...the baby boom continues!
The new family.
Precious HH!
Wednesday, March 26, 2008
Our nephew!
Our nephew made his grand entrance into the world yesterday!
Congrats R, J, and big sis M! He is a big boy and has already seeped deep into our hearts! We can't wait to meet JA!
We love you!
The proud papa and baby boy!
Grandpa and grandson!
Big sis and little bro!
JA, in about 6 weeks your cousin will be here!
Congrats R, J, and big sis M! He is a big boy and has already seeped deep into our hearts! We can't wait to meet JA!
We love you!
The proud papa and baby boy!
Grandpa and grandson!
Big sis and little bro!
JA, in about 6 weeks your cousin will be here!
Monday, March 24, 2008
Staying put for a while
We had a great time with the families. We spent a day and a half with E's fam. Tot's cousin is scheduled to be born tomorrow, so we had a chance to spend some last few hours with our niece, catch up with E's brother and sister-in-law, and relax with her dad. As always, we had a wonderful time.
We did have strange travels from E's hometown to mine. On the way, we got a call from my sister K telling us that she had locked herself out of the house and was going to be late in leaving. As luck would have it, we were about five minutes from her house on the highway, so we stopped by her place and helped her break in through a window. After that, we caravanned the rest of the way.
As we drove, the weather worsened. The snow was blowing and growing heavier. Traffic slowed somewhat, but not too significantly, until all of a sudden - 15 miles from my sister B's house, traffic came to a screeching halt... except that the roads were covered in ice and no one had realized it, so no one could actually stop. E was pumping the breaks and watching our rear view mirror as the driver behind us lost control of his vehicle and was coming at us sideways. As that was happening, I looked up and saw my sister across the highway pointing the wrong way. I was sure she had been hit, so I took off my seat belt ready to go and get her. E, who is absolutely amazing, remained calm. She yelled at me to stay in my seat while also getting our car into the grassy shoulder where we could get some traction and come to a stop. As we did, my sister waved and drove over to us. She was fine. We were fine. We spent the next 4 hours driving the remaining 15 miles, past accident after accident with fire trucks and ambulances passing us on the highway shoulder. I can attest that seeing someone you love in (what you perceive to be) danger is much worse than being in danger yourself. We were all very fortunate to escape unscathed. The totaled cars and rushing sirens proved that we were very lucky that day.
We had a very nice time with my family as well. (By the time we actually arrived, we had all recovered from being so shaken, and were just tired and ready to enjoy each other.) The weather kept my other sister and mom from showing up, but we had a nice time that evening with B, B's fam and K.
On Saturday we had a fantastic time at the shower. So many folks showed up, and all were incredibly generous. Clothes, gear, books and toys galore! Our son is going to be born into a large community of family and friends that love us and love him already. It was wonderful to feel that this weekend.
We left yesterday morning after breakfast and were happy to be home last night. We unpacked the car and started sorting all of the "loot"! Our nursery is full! We definitely need a bigger house! We were happy, too, to be home with the dog and be in our own bed. ahhh....
That was our last trek for quite some time. Other than taking a ride to a nearby state park, we are not likely to be doing any traveling until our little one makes his grand appearance. That's in about 6 weeks according to the due date. Um, OMG!!! The time is speeding up now. We are going to need every single weekend to get things done. We're looking at the end here, and it's coming up fast!
We did have strange travels from E's hometown to mine. On the way, we got a call from my sister K telling us that she had locked herself out of the house and was going to be late in leaving. As luck would have it, we were about five minutes from her house on the highway, so we stopped by her place and helped her break in through a window. After that, we caravanned the rest of the way.
As we drove, the weather worsened. The snow was blowing and growing heavier. Traffic slowed somewhat, but not too significantly, until all of a sudden - 15 miles from my sister B's house, traffic came to a screeching halt... except that the roads were covered in ice and no one had realized it, so no one could actually stop. E was pumping the breaks and watching our rear view mirror as the driver behind us lost control of his vehicle and was coming at us sideways. As that was happening, I looked up and saw my sister across the highway pointing the wrong way. I was sure she had been hit, so I took off my seat belt ready to go and get her. E, who is absolutely amazing, remained calm. She yelled at me to stay in my seat while also getting our car into the grassy shoulder where we could get some traction and come to a stop. As we did, my sister waved and drove over to us. She was fine. We were fine. We spent the next 4 hours driving the remaining 15 miles, past accident after accident with fire trucks and ambulances passing us on the highway shoulder. I can attest that seeing someone you love in (what you perceive to be) danger is much worse than being in danger yourself. We were all very fortunate to escape unscathed. The totaled cars and rushing sirens proved that we were very lucky that day.
We had a very nice time with my family as well. (By the time we actually arrived, we had all recovered from being so shaken, and were just tired and ready to enjoy each other.) The weather kept my other sister and mom from showing up, but we had a nice time that evening with B, B's fam and K.
On Saturday we had a fantastic time at the shower. So many folks showed up, and all were incredibly generous. Clothes, gear, books and toys galore! Our son is going to be born into a large community of family and friends that love us and love him already. It was wonderful to feel that this weekend.
We left yesterday morning after breakfast and were happy to be home last night. We unpacked the car and started sorting all of the "loot"! Our nursery is full! We definitely need a bigger house! We were happy, too, to be home with the dog and be in our own bed. ahhh....
That was our last trek for quite some time. Other than taking a ride to a nearby state park, we are not likely to be doing any traveling until our little one makes his grand appearance. That's in about 6 weeks according to the due date. Um, OMG!!! The time is speeding up now. We are going to need every single weekend to get things done. We're looking at the end here, and it's coming up fast!
Wednesday, March 19, 2008
Here’s one for the books!
So last week we went to the dietitian to talk about baby sugars. While we were checking in at the diabetes and dietitian reception desk in walks an employee from (presumably) her lunch hour. What could you imagine she was carrying? An apple? A celery stalk? Some string cheese? NO, a Mountain Dew. Oh that’ll set a good example for all the people scheduled for a consult with the dietitian regarding sugar levels! Can you believe it? Thanks for the support, input, and showing us that your skinny little butt doesn’t have to watch your carbs and sugar intake.
On the other hand, the dietitian that we saw was pretty well aligned with us. She didn’t “teach” us how to count carbs or what a calorie is. She just worked to help us figure out how to make sure the baby sugars stay in check while keeping a pregnant woman full!
Oh, and the office had a flyer in the waiting room about how calcium helps keep people strong and accomplish great things. It had Marion “the prisoner” Jones on it! Um, she is in jail because steroids helped her be strong and accomplish great things. You can keep Venus Williams on there for now though! Geez.
Well, we are off for a busy weekend as of tomorrow so we may not be posting much. Happy hippity hoppity weekend!
On the other hand, the dietitian that we saw was pretty well aligned with us. She didn’t “teach” us how to count carbs or what a calorie is. She just worked to help us figure out how to make sure the baby sugars stay in check while keeping a pregnant woman full!
Oh, and the office had a flyer in the waiting room about how calcium helps keep people strong and accomplish great things. It had Marion “the prisoner” Jones on it! Um, she is in jail because steroids helped her be strong and accomplish great things. You can keep Venus Williams on there for now though! Geez.
Well, we are off for a busy weekend as of tomorrow so we may not be posting much. Happy hippity hoppity weekend!
Monday, March 17, 2008
Life in babyland and beyond
The tears are starting to flow more easily again. Last night, after an exceptionally productive day (I won't bore you with the blow by blow, but we worked from 9am - 10pm and even fit in a visit to the Y.MCA and brunch with friends!) I cried when I dropped my Sp.lenda-sweetened ice cream in the floor. I also cried for a while in the wee hours when I couldn't sleep after trying for so long.
Today, I've held back tears (while at work) when realizing it was a bagel or no lunch at all (I split the difference and had a half). I nearly cried after sitting in a meeting for nearly 2 hours (pure discomfort), and I nearly cried again just now after learning that a project that I've been (unsuccessfully and not b/c of me) managing for months is still about to blow up in my face.
My hormones must be raging, and I hope that they calm back down here soon. I'm tired. Work has me in a tizzy and we're leaving on Thursday morning to head to MI for our baby shower. That means 6+ hours of driving each way, 2 hours between locales, and not being in control of my food (which even under normal circumstances can be a big stressor for me. Not so secret: I'm a control freak when it comes to food, especially if other things are out of whack, like baby sugars or something.) It will be nice to see everyone, but it will also be exhausting. We are leaving G with her FDSF (favorite dog sitter forever), so she's one less thing to worry about.
I just re-read that last paragraph and grew extremely exhausted.
I am looking forward to some aspects of the trip to MI. I miss two of my sisters immensely. At times, I feel sick about being so far from them. The terrible winter and the pregnancy have only intensified my feelings of isolation from my dearest peeps, and I'm looking forward to being in their company. They accept or call me out on my neuroticisms (whichever most appropriate, of course), and they make me laugh like crazy. Double bonus: they think I'm hilarious too. They love E, and when we're all together I do feel home.... (What, you think I may be romanticizing this a bit?) We are also going to have a chance to see E's family. Her brother and sister-in-law are having Baby #2 next week Tuesday, so we will see them just before baby comes. And, of course, we will be staying with her dad for a night, which is always a peaceful retreat that allows us both to feel connected, grounded and supported.
So, life is crazy this week. Work is crazy and I don't know how I can get it all done. Home will be a bit less crazy but work has a crazy way of thrusting its crazy into home too. We also have to pack and ready the house for the FDSF.
Why am I still talking? I'm making myself dizzy; I can't imagine how you must feel after reading this!
Today, I've held back tears (while at work) when realizing it was a bagel or no lunch at all (I split the difference and had a half). I nearly cried after sitting in a meeting for nearly 2 hours (pure discomfort), and I nearly cried again just now after learning that a project that I've been (unsuccessfully and not b/c of me) managing for months is still about to blow up in my face.
My hormones must be raging, and I hope that they calm back down here soon. I'm tired. Work has me in a tizzy and we're leaving on Thursday morning to head to MI for our baby shower. That means 6+ hours of driving each way, 2 hours between locales, and not being in control of my food (which even under normal circumstances can be a big stressor for me. Not so secret: I'm a control freak when it comes to food, especially if other things are out of whack, like baby sugars or something.) It will be nice to see everyone, but it will also be exhausting. We are leaving G with her FDSF (favorite dog sitter forever), so she's one less thing to worry about.
I just re-read that last paragraph and grew extremely exhausted.
I am looking forward to some aspects of the trip to MI. I miss two of my sisters immensely. At times, I feel sick about being so far from them. The terrible winter and the pregnancy have only intensified my feelings of isolation from my dearest peeps, and I'm looking forward to being in their company. They accept or call me out on my neuroticisms (whichever most appropriate, of course), and they make me laugh like crazy. Double bonus: they think I'm hilarious too. They love E, and when we're all together I do feel home.... (What, you think I may be romanticizing this a bit?) We are also going to have a chance to see E's family. Her brother and sister-in-law are having Baby #2 next week Tuesday, so we will see them just before baby comes. And, of course, we will be staying with her dad for a night, which is always a peaceful retreat that allows us both to feel connected, grounded and supported.
So, life is crazy this week. Work is crazy and I don't know how I can get it all done. Home will be a bit less crazy but work has a crazy way of thrusting its crazy into home too. We also have to pack and ready the house for the FDSF.
Why am I still talking? I'm making myself dizzy; I can't imagine how you must feel after reading this!
Friday, March 14, 2008
Bored
In the first week or two of birth class, one of the videos we had to watch showed a woman and her partner (presumably her husband) laboring for their 5th or 6th child. Whilst this woman wailed away, moved her hips, and basically worked herself through labor her hubby stood behind her with his hands on her shoulders while staring into space as if he'd never been so bored in his life.
On the way home I of course exclaimed how terrified of birth I was (those videos were too graphic for my sensibilities) and then I turned to E and asked her if she was going to be bored while I was in labor. At the time, I was admittedly genuinely concerned. It quickly, however, became quite the joke. Whenever watching another gruesome birth video I would turn to Erin and remind her that she was probably going to be "bored" anyway.
Last night was our last birth class, and I can't say that I am disappointed although I learned a lot and enjoyed the people. At the end of each class, we have to go around and say how we're "feeling", something I am not so fond of since I only like to share my feelings with strangers on the internets. After all, I'm a bit of an introvert when it comes to feelings. Anyhow, I said my usual short and sweet kind of thing and passed the candle (yes, we pass the candle to the speaker) to E, who after giving a bit of background said:
"I promise you, in front of all of these people, that I will not be bored when you are in labor."
Needless to say, she drew - as she so often does - quite the laugh from the group.
Thank you, honey. I will try not to bore you.
On the way home I of course exclaimed how terrified of birth I was (those videos were too graphic for my sensibilities) and then I turned to E and asked her if she was going to be bored while I was in labor. At the time, I was admittedly genuinely concerned. It quickly, however, became quite the joke. Whenever watching another gruesome birth video I would turn to Erin and remind her that she was probably going to be "bored" anyway.
Last night was our last birth class, and I can't say that I am disappointed although I learned a lot and enjoyed the people. At the end of each class, we have to go around and say how we're "feeling", something I am not so fond of since I only like to share my feelings with strangers on the internets. After all, I'm a bit of an introvert when it comes to feelings. Anyhow, I said my usual short and sweet kind of thing and passed the candle (yes, we pass the candle to the speaker) to E, who after giving a bit of background said:
"I promise you, in front of all of these people, that I will not be bored when you are in labor."
Needless to say, she drew - as she so often does - quite the laugh from the group.
Thank you, honey. I will try not to bore you.
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