Wednesday, December 30, 2009

to resolute or not to resolute?

It's been a week since my last post. This means it's time to write once again, however, at the moment I am at a loss as to what to write about. I'll blame it on the post-Christmas plateau. The only thing that comes to mind is that tomorrow is New Years Eve. Ah yes, time to resolute. (is "to resolute" an infinitive verb? if it's not, it should be) So I will gather my thoughts back from the recesses of my mind for approximately 5 minutes or so and resolute. I resolve (ah yes, that would be the correct verb form, would it not?) ahem, I resolve to have a baby in 2010. the end. that wasn't so hard. Although now that I'm thinking about it this resolution does lend itself to the creation of more resolutions in order to help the first one all work out smoothly. ok. So I also resolve to learn how to hold a baby without hurting it, and to change my first poop-y diaper, and to try to give it a name it won't hate the rest of its existence, and to clean the basement in order to move the fooseball table downstairs so we can have a baby room upstairs, and to do pregnant-people-yoga in order to help the baby relax(?), and to put those annoying plastic catch-slider things on all my cabinet doors and ones in my electrical outlets, and to read lots of books about babies so I'm not completely unprepared.... whew. That was a lot of resoluting, I mean, resolving. ok this isn't so bad ...maybe now I'll make some resolutions for Mike too! And you, mystery-baby, your only resolution is to be just to put yourself together in a functional fashion and get yourself born in due time, k? Happy 2010 everyone!

Wednesday, December 23, 2009

pass the tissues

Mike's reading a pregnancy book that has this advice for fathers-to-be, "Try to find beauty in your wife's hormonal madness, no matter how difficult that may be..." Hah, how appropriate. I was in New York last week and in the 4 hours I was there and the 5 hours it took to get home (don't ask, it should only take 2) I managed to burst into tears approximately 16 times... Why? Because this is what I've been reduced to. I can handle nothing. nothing stressful, nothing wonderful, nothing heartwarming, nothing sad, nothing funny, nothing even slightly irritating. Commercials set me off. Having to fold the laundry bothers me to no end. Leno, which normally I don't even find that funny, has me crying in laughter. I get irritated with people I like for no apparent reason. ugh. Now, I've never been much of a drama-queen, but lately I'm thinking I just might deserve one of those crowns. For the past week and a half or so it seems I've traded in some of my tiredness for some insanity. Sounds like a fair trade, right? if something doesn't have me in tears it probably has me brooding or ecstatic or spastic or iritable. My current facebook status should be "emotionally nutzo". But at least I'm humbly aware of my own irrationality, right? Yes, I know I'm a basket case. And yes, someone should give Mike an award for putting up with me. If anyone knows how to avoid all emotional things for approximately 7 more months, please let me know.

Tuesday, December 15, 2009

the yabadoo times

I'm 11 weeks now. So that was pretty much the first trimester, huh? Not to jinx myself or anything, but if that was all the 1st trimester had to throw at me, then I got off way easy. I had one 2-week bout with some constant hardcore nausea around weeks 7&8 which was horrible. Ugh. I ate a sleeve of saltines a day with a can of gingerale and that was about it. Not to be gross, but I also threw up five times while walking to church at 8:30am, 3 blocks from my house, in the middle of the street, like someone who was out partying too late the night before.... ick. One night Mike made broccolli and I thought I was going to have to move out because of the smell. Anyway just after that I switched my vitamin (to 2 chewable flinstones per day) and I was a new woman...with a new stomach. Viola, it was that easy (for me, at least). And not that I'm feeling 100%, but I'll take a solid 75% and be happy with that considering the circumstances.

last friday I was at the doctors for a quick check up and the doctor told me very seriously that "now is the time to go easy on those intense gym workouts and all that cardio"... was he talking to me? I do NOTHING physical all day and am still EXHAUSTED. Intense gym workouts?!?! I get my workout walking up the stairs a couple times a day. I'm wondering who those pregnant women are that have the energy to do these "gym workouts" so "intensely"? What is their secret? a third flinstones vitamin per day??

Ehh, I'll take my 2 vitamins, eat what I want, and happily fight to keep my eyes open all day, thank you very much.

Wednesday, December 9, 2009

Important Information and a Name Discussion

A July 10th due-date it is! Whew, and that's only 7 months away!!! I had my first Doctor's appointment on Monday and they informed me of many things: #1- Who knew that women are now considered pregnant for 10 months and not 9?? When did that happen? #2- due dates are 95% wrong. #3- I'm almost 11 weeks pregnant. #4- I've actually lost weight since my last visit to the doctors, which is pretty discouraging especially since my belly is getting bigger, but that could just be the 2 Devildogs I ate last night and the Yodels I'm eating now... are Hostess Cakes a valid craving?? and #5- the world is full of very dangerous things for unborn babies... things that I would normally consider very friendly and non-threatening like tuna and feta cheese and italian subs... suddenly they are my worst nightmare. (I wonder why Devildogs aren't on that list...)

Ok, next topic. Names. Oh man, there so many to choose from- how does anyone ever make a decision?! The last time I was in a bookstore I counted approximately 3,829 different baby name books all with titles like
The Best Baby name Book EVER! and The Coolest Names for the Coolest Kids and If You Don't Get Your Name from This Book Your Kid Will Be a Looser! wow. talk about pressure. Now, it is a bit early for us to be set on any name yet, but Mike and I have started the discussions and I actually own 2 baby name books myself: Baby Names: A New Generation which does sound a bit Star Trek-ish, and The Baby Name Wizard. I really like that second one, mailed to me by a mom of three so she should know a thing or two about naming babies. But here's my question: If you pick a name the kid doesn't end up liking, are you dooming them to a life of self-loathing?! And what if 10 minutes after you've had and named your baby a horrible celebrity comes onto the scene with that exact name? Ugh, a life of association to lameness. And what about the fact that all kids in school get organized alphbetically?- What if they should have had a G name and you gave them an S one instead? That could screw up their ENTIRE LIFE!

Ok, honestly, I'm not worried about any of these things. I tend to belong to the group that says "If I want to name my daughter Mergatroid, she'll just have to deal." Ok, I don't quite belong to that group either, but I'm just saying, sheesh there are a lot of things to worry about if you're so inclined....

and that's it for today.

Friday, December 4, 2009

so tired.

ah yes hello there. Happy Friday. It is 2:28 and I am so tired that I can't keep my eyes open. And this is after I went to bed at 10 and woke up at 7:30... I sleep a lot these days. I realize that my body is hard at work making a new human, and I guess that's a tiring endeavor. Also I think my body must be trying to store up sleep now before the baby actually arrives. I've heard rumors that new moms don't seem to have much time to snooze. So that's cool, I like that I'm planning ahead...?

Tuesday I had to go to a fundraising seminar downtown and so I parked in Chinatown and walked because I'm cheap and don't like paying for parking. I didn't allot myself the proper amount of time it takes to "stroll" the 8 city blocks or so. It required a "semi-sprint" to get there on time, which I did. And it was a great seminar too. I just wish I had been able to keep my eyes open for it. Especially since I was sitting in the front row. I honestly must have had 5 seperate dreams in that 2 hour period.

ok, nap time.

Wednesday, December 2, 2009

Welcome Company!


So here's my blog. It seemed like the thing to do, ya know, talk about what's going on here on 7th St. First of all, Mike and I are expecting "company"... and not just Sheryl and Dave, my sister and bro-in-law, who live with us. No, we are also expecting a baby. A real one. It's true. I know, I can't believe it either sometimes.

Ok, baby facts. I have none. I know next to nothing. I know my due date is somewhere in July because I took 2 separate tests online and one gave a due date of July 10 and the other of July 18, so it's gotta be somewhere in there, right? And that's the end of my knowledge. Thankfully, I have my first baby-doctor's appointment on Monday, so maybe she'll be able to tell me more.

As for what this means for us, right now it only means that I am exhausted, bone-crushingly tired to be exact, every day... every minute of every day for that matter, and that I'm weird about food. (Mike might say that I'm a tad more irritable and irrational these days too, and that may or may not be true. Even if it is, he's been super-great to me throughout these pregnant 2 months) Actually, the other thing it means for us is that we get really good mail. We've gotten 3 packages in the past 2 weeks, all surprises, and all awesome!! So there you go, to improve your mail situation, just get pregnant.

The grandparent situation is looking pretty great too. Our kid will have more grandparents than the standard 4, but really, what's not to love about more grandparents?! Our parents are beyond thrilled to be grandparents (all for the 1st time) so that's been really fun. It was really fun to tell them all too, Mike's parents on Thanksgiving, my dad on his 50th B-day, and my mom after trying to get her to comment on the sweatshirt I had stuffed in my belly. Her reaction was supposed to be an instant "What are you doing?" and to that my planned response, "Oh, just getting you ready for July..." hint hint. Well, she didn't get it. She didn't even see the sweatshirt in my belly for honestly a good 2 minutes... even after giving me a hug hello!! I stood sideways, I removed my vest, I scratched my "belly"... all this and the only thing she did was comment on my eyeglasses. It was very funny. Needless to say, we're still talking about this story. And speaking of grandparents, there are so many "grandparent names" to choose from?! And who gets to pick, the grandparent? the parent? the kid? society? I'm pushing for my mom to be "Nonna", but she'd rather be "Grammi".... and my dad once said that he wanted to be "Nino" which means nothing, but resembles the Spanish word for "little boy"... It's "Nonno", Dad, sheesh.

Ahhh ok that's it for my first post... I'll try to be more interesting later... actually, this is pretty fun! I'll do my best to keep this updated with all the important info and any anecdotes there might be later..... so stay tuned.