So, that little countdown thingy I put on the side there ---------------------------------->
is really getting down there. As I type this, there are 105 days and 9 hours left. These things being unpredictable, that baby could pop out well before or after the countdown reaches zero, but it does put in some nicer perspective. We'll see how I feel once that thing reaches single digits.
I had a friend ask me how I'm doing. Am I getting excited? Am I ready?
My response... well, it really hasn't affected my life much. I'm not the one growing the little thing. My life doesn't change until the baby comes home and expects me to care for it. So, ask me again in late February.
In other news, baby bump is all set to make it's Atlanta debut this weekend. Brandi and I are headed home for her brother's wedding. It should be quite exciting. Unfortunately, I won't be there for the initial revealing because Brandi will be heading home a day earlier than me. Even without me there, I'm sure they will still find some way to be happy and excited!
[Brandi's note: Here's hoping everyone will keep in mind that the only appropriate thing to say to a pregnant woman, if you must comment on her appearance, is how great she looks. Not "AHAHAH YOU'RE SO PREGNANT!!!! It's cute!!!" as my sister recently commented about the pictures I emailed of my dress choices for the wedding.]
[Jeff's note: Don't edit my posts. Make your own darn posts. If that doesn't work, there is a fancy comments section you can access clicking the button below. Just remember that I know where you live!]
Tuesday, November 9, 2010
Monday, November 1, 2010
Halloween Weekend
It's our last Halloween without a little rugrat of our own to dress up in costume. (Side note: can we use our 8 month old to get candy for ourselves?) Anyway Jeff actually had the weekend off! So what did we do?
Friday was the day for celebrating Halloween at school. I was happy to see that I could make my Halloween shirt still work, with a little help from a longer tank top underneath to cover the rest of the bump. And I had the requisite candy corn earrings to go with it. One of my schools does their Christmas card picture at Halloween so I participated in some themed dress up in the morning. We were all chefs. Aprons from home, 50 cent paper chef hats from Oriental Trading, and some utensils in hand....voila! Chefs!
Jeff spent the day on a fairly uneventful ambulance ride along. In the evening we grabbed some dinner at Sweet Tomatoes (a salad and soup buffet place) and visited Jeff's favorite store--Fry's! It's a computer/electronics place. Heaven for a computer guy like him! I believe he wanted to scope out a monitor he had recently added to his Amazon wishlist. That boy really takes the "wish" part of the name very seriously!
Saturday was errand day. First we had to deal with Jeff's car. It was making a noise in the front that he was only able to troubleshoot to a certain point (pulleys or pumps or something, I don't know). He decided to take it in and let the mechanics figure out exactly what was wrong rather than replacing the front end himself one part at a time. (But once that issue was resolved they found another issue on their test drive that needed replacing. Jeff's irritated that he paid someone else to fix things he could have done himself. I, on the other hand, am happy that he did not have to spend the whole weekend working on his car.)
So after dropping off Jeff's car we headed to Babies R Us. I wanted to measure the changing table to see what options I had for storage containers. This is the second time I've dragged Jeff with me to Babies R Us. He's (mostly) a trooper about it but I'm sure he's dying on the inside. I did put him to work with the tape measure, but otherwise he just followed me around, probably counting the minutes until I was done. I also wanted to pick up a lampshade I had fallen in love with that I was afraid was going to no longer be available. Jeff was making fun of me, but hey, when it's suddenly no longer available online and is on sale in the store I get a little worried. Anyway, the cute multi dot lamp shade is all mine!
Since we were near Jeff's grandparents, we stopped by to visit with them and share ultrasound pictures. It had been a while since we stopped by. After that we were going to go grocery shopping, but Jeff had a headache. When it gets bad, sleep is the only effective treatment for him so we headed home so he could take a nap.
While he was sleeping, some local friends stopped by to drop off some fabulous baby gifts--hand-me-downs from their little girl, a case of wipes, and a big box of diapers! Add that to the clothes my mom sent a few weeks ago and the bedding I bought and we've got a pretty big pile of loot.
Fortunately Jeff's nap cleared up his headache. So he was ready for the big event of the weekend--dinner and a show!
Every once in a while Jeff and I enjoy a fancy dinner out followed by a little musical theater. I started getting the urge again a few weeks ago. I mean, it's been since May that we saw Billy Elliott. But none of the shows in the big theaters downtown were grabbing my interest enough to justify the cost. So we visited a mid-priced theater in the 'burbs to see Seven Brides for Seven Brothers. It was a great show! Definitely entertaining with numerous laugh-out-loud lines, catchy tunes, and pretty good singers, especially the female lead. The theater also had a pre-show dinner option that we tried. The food was pretty good and not too pricey. So I'd say it was a successful night out.
Sunday we had church followed by their pancake breakfast. I've been looking forward to pancakes and sausage for a good two weeks. And it did not disappoint. Yum! Unfortunately I had to follow that up with finally getting my flu shot. :( My arm is still sore!
Jeff was excited to actually be home for Halloween this year and to hand out candy. I did it the first year we moved here, but last year I turned off the lights and hid inside. It's more stressful than fun for me. Always waiting for that doorbell to ring, hopping up off the couch without busting the laptop to quickly get to the door, wondering if we had enough candy, and so on. So this year I got to sit on the couch under a blanket and watch Jeff hop up. And let him deal with a few greedy little boogers who reached their hands into the bowl and tried to grab big handfuls. Now that was a good Halloween!
We rounded the evening the off with a trip to Starbucks for some warm drinks.
And there you have it. A blow-by-blow account of our weekend. It was actually a pretty eventful one for us, but I suspect it loses some luster in written form. :)
Friday was the day for celebrating Halloween at school. I was happy to see that I could make my Halloween shirt still work, with a little help from a longer tank top underneath to cover the rest of the bump. And I had the requisite candy corn earrings to go with it. One of my schools does their Christmas card picture at Halloween so I participated in some themed dress up in the morning. We were all chefs. Aprons from home, 50 cent paper chef hats from Oriental Trading, and some utensils in hand....voila! Chefs!
Jeff spent the day on a fairly uneventful ambulance ride along. In the evening we grabbed some dinner at Sweet Tomatoes (a salad and soup buffet place) and visited Jeff's favorite store--Fry's! It's a computer/electronics place. Heaven for a computer guy like him! I believe he wanted to scope out a monitor he had recently added to his Amazon wishlist. That boy really takes the "wish" part of the name very seriously!
Saturday was errand day. First we had to deal with Jeff's car. It was making a noise in the front that he was only able to troubleshoot to a certain point (pulleys or pumps or something, I don't know). He decided to take it in and let the mechanics figure out exactly what was wrong rather than replacing the front end himself one part at a time. (But once that issue was resolved they found another issue on their test drive that needed replacing. Jeff's irritated that he paid someone else to fix things he could have done himself. I, on the other hand, am happy that he did not have to spend the whole weekend working on his car.)
So after dropping off Jeff's car we headed to Babies R Us. I wanted to measure the changing table to see what options I had for storage containers. This is the second time I've dragged Jeff with me to Babies R Us. He's (mostly) a trooper about it but I'm sure he's dying on the inside. I did put him to work with the tape measure, but otherwise he just followed me around, probably counting the minutes until I was done. I also wanted to pick up a lampshade I had fallen in love with that I was afraid was going to no longer be available. Jeff was making fun of me, but hey, when it's suddenly no longer available online and is on sale in the store I get a little worried. Anyway, the cute multi dot lamp shade is all mine!
Since we were near Jeff's grandparents, we stopped by to visit with them and share ultrasound pictures. It had been a while since we stopped by. After that we were going to go grocery shopping, but Jeff had a headache. When it gets bad, sleep is the only effective treatment for him so we headed home so he could take a nap.
While he was sleeping, some local friends stopped by to drop off some fabulous baby gifts--hand-me-downs from their little girl, a case of wipes, and a big box of diapers! Add that to the clothes my mom sent a few weeks ago and the bedding I bought and we've got a pretty big pile of loot.
Fortunately Jeff's nap cleared up his headache. So he was ready for the big event of the weekend--dinner and a show!
Every once in a while Jeff and I enjoy a fancy dinner out followed by a little musical theater. I started getting the urge again a few weeks ago. I mean, it's been since May that we saw Billy Elliott. But none of the shows in the big theaters downtown were grabbing my interest enough to justify the cost. So we visited a mid-priced theater in the 'burbs to see Seven Brides for Seven Brothers. It was a great show! Definitely entertaining with numerous laugh-out-loud lines, catchy tunes, and pretty good singers, especially the female lead. The theater also had a pre-show dinner option that we tried. The food was pretty good and not too pricey. So I'd say it was a successful night out.
Sunday we had church followed by their pancake breakfast. I've been looking forward to pancakes and sausage for a good two weeks. And it did not disappoint. Yum! Unfortunately I had to follow that up with finally getting my flu shot. :( My arm is still sore!
Jeff was excited to actually be home for Halloween this year and to hand out candy. I did it the first year we moved here, but last year I turned off the lights and hid inside. It's more stressful than fun for me. Always waiting for that doorbell to ring, hopping up off the couch without busting the laptop to quickly get to the door, wondering if we had enough candy, and so on. So this year I got to sit on the couch under a blanket and watch Jeff hop up. And let him deal with a few greedy little boogers who reached their hands into the bowl and tried to grab big handfuls. Now that was a good Halloween!
We rounded the evening the off with a trip to Starbucks for some warm drinks.
And there you have it. A blow-by-blow account of our weekend. It was actually a pretty eventful one for us, but I suspect it loses some luster in written form. :)
Saturday, October 30, 2010
A Look Back: Food
Since this blog has become as much documentation for myself as for everyone else, I thought I'd take the chance to document some things that I'm already forgetting. Today's topic: food. Although I haven't really had a desire so strong that I would call it a craving, I've had some interesting food phases.
At first I thought I'd do right by the developing baby by going organic with fruits, veggies, and dairy. And try to cut out artificial stuff. I wasn't eating much meat anyway so I didn't worry about that. So there off to Whole Foods we went, buying produce and gummy bears with natural coloring and flavorings. Then I started feeling yuckier and more tired. So dragging myself to Whole Foods every few days was not happening. And then there was the day I realized that I had just popped a handful of peanut M&M's into my mouth. Yes, those brightly colored gems of chocolate-y goodness that just happened to be full of artificial stuff. I read the writing on the wall. Going organic was not going to happen. I guess a week and a half is better than nothing.
So I moved into the eat-anything-that-sounds-remotely-palatable stage. Because I felt like crap and very little sounded good. Chocolate milk was a popular item. I consumed quite a few little Horizon chocolate milk boxes (left over from the organic phase). Saltines were essential, of course. I bought protein powder and baby spinach to add into smoothies to improve my nutritional intake. I also bought bottles of Ensure to increase my protein intake in the morning. String cheese was a go to snack for on the go. Fruit went down pretty well. And I always, always needed COLD water. If I left home without water, I could get a little panicky.
During this time there was also the see it, eat it stage. I would see something on TV or hear about some food and suddenly think "Hmm, I think I could actually eat that." Take, for example, buffalo wings. The thought of a plain, baked chicken breast sounded repulsive. I saw a commercial with buffalo wings. And they sounded good. Plain chicken = bad. Fried chicken dipped in spicy sauce = good?? The next night we were having dinner at Buffalo Wild Wings.
At some point I entered the various snack foods phases. I was feeling better so I was able to eat most regular foods, but had preferences for some specific snacks.
-First the snack of choice was Baked Cheetos. That one lasted multiple weeks.
-Somewhere in there was a brief lived affection for orange soda. It only lasted for a few days but during that time my snacks were very orange.
-Then it was the infamous Butterfingers. A previous post suggests that Butterfingers and Cheetos overlapped a bit. But the Butterfinger phase was on its way out by the time Jeff rudely consumed two of them in front of me.
-Then it was Goldfish. Mmm, salty. I was carrying around the smaller bags of Goldfish for a while. Once I saw this phase was sticking around a while, I gave in and bought the big box. And about a week later, I was done with Goldfish. Totally over them but still more than half of the box left. *sigh* But since our special ed teachers are always feeding some of their kids, I found a good home for the poor goldfishies.
-I moved on from Butterfingers (and chocolate in general) to Skittles as my candy of choice. Mmm, fruity.
-The Skittles may be on their way out though. I've been grabbing strawberry Nerds from our candy bowl. And yesterday I passed up Skittles in favor of some Starburst.
At first I thought I'd do right by the developing baby by going organic with fruits, veggies, and dairy. And try to cut out artificial stuff. I wasn't eating much meat anyway so I didn't worry about that. So there off to Whole Foods we went, buying produce and gummy bears with natural coloring and flavorings. Then I started feeling yuckier and more tired. So dragging myself to Whole Foods every few days was not happening. And then there was the day I realized that I had just popped a handful of peanut M&M's into my mouth. Yes, those brightly colored gems of chocolate-y goodness that just happened to be full of artificial stuff. I read the writing on the wall. Going organic was not going to happen. I guess a week and a half is better than nothing.
So I moved into the eat-anything-that-sounds-remotely-palatable stage. Because I felt like crap and very little sounded good. Chocolate milk was a popular item. I consumed quite a few little Horizon chocolate milk boxes (left over from the organic phase). Saltines were essential, of course. I bought protein powder and baby spinach to add into smoothies to improve my nutritional intake. I also bought bottles of Ensure to increase my protein intake in the morning. String cheese was a go to snack for on the go. Fruit went down pretty well. And I always, always needed COLD water. If I left home without water, I could get a little panicky.
During this time there was also the see it, eat it stage. I would see something on TV or hear about some food and suddenly think "Hmm, I think I could actually eat that." Take, for example, buffalo wings. The thought of a plain, baked chicken breast sounded repulsive. I saw a commercial with buffalo wings. And they sounded good. Plain chicken = bad. Fried chicken dipped in spicy sauce = good?? The next night we were having dinner at Buffalo Wild Wings.
At some point I entered the various snack foods phases. I was feeling better so I was able to eat most regular foods, but had preferences for some specific snacks.
-First the snack of choice was Baked Cheetos. That one lasted multiple weeks.
-Somewhere in there was a brief lived affection for orange soda. It only lasted for a few days but during that time my snacks were very orange.
-Then it was the infamous Butterfingers. A previous post suggests that Butterfingers and Cheetos overlapped a bit. But the Butterfinger phase was on its way out by the time Jeff rudely consumed two of them in front of me.
-Then it was Goldfish. Mmm, salty. I was carrying around the smaller bags of Goldfish for a while. Once I saw this phase was sticking around a while, I gave in and bought the big box. And about a week later, I was done with Goldfish. Totally over them but still more than half of the box left. *sigh* But since our special ed teachers are always feeding some of their kids, I found a good home for the poor goldfishies.
-I moved on from Butterfingers (and chocolate in general) to Skittles as my candy of choice. Mmm, fruity.
-The Skittles may be on their way out though. I've been grabbing strawberry Nerds from our candy bowl. And yesterday I passed up Skittles in favor of some Starburst.
Who knows what's next?
Tuesday, October 26, 2010
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Thursday, October 21, 2010
The beginning of the end?
For my belly button that is.
I've noticed it getting a little shallower. But today it was a little achy, especially at the top and after I reached to get something off of the top of the fridge. So I suspect this is the beginning of the end, at least for a while. And I'm sad to see it go. It's been such a good belly button.
:)
I've noticed it getting a little shallower. But today it was a little achy, especially at the top and after I reached to get something off of the top of the fridge. So I suspect this is the beginning of the end, at least for a while. And I'm sad to see it go. It's been such a good belly button.
:)
Tuesday, October 12, 2010
20 week Ultrasound
Today was the big day (well, one of the big days)! We had our 20 week ultrasound. Brandi got to lie there while I pried my eyes open. I do not recommend sitting in a dark room at 5pm after working an overnight shift. So, below you will find a few selected pictures. We did find out the sex (and I've opted to observe state and federal child pornography laws, so the picture she gave us of our child's genitalia will not be placed on the web). The answer is below, after the pictures. No leads on a name yet, we'll keep you posted. Enjoy!
The baby's face on the left, body on the right, and part of the hand up top.
Profile of the baby, possibly sucking it's thumb.
The foot, so kindly labeled by the ultrasonographer.
Now for the answer:
It's a GIRL! Let's try to keep the onslaught of pink to a minimum!
Now for the answer:
It's a GIRL! Let's try to keep the onslaught of pink to a minimum!
Monday, October 11, 2010
Registry Theater
The scene: Bedroom. Morning. Brandi has just woken up for the day. Jeff has just come home from a night shift and is getting ready for bed.
Jeff: So what are your plans for the day?
Brandi: [blah blah blah] and if I'm out that way I may head to Buy Buy Baby and do some research so I can finish the registry.
Jeff: So what are your plans for the day?
Brandi: [blah blah blah] and if I'm out that way I may head to Buy Buy Baby and do some research so I can finish the registry.
Jeff: What do we need to put on it to finish it?
Brandi: [etc etc] bathtub [etc etc]
J: Bathtub? We have a bathtub.
B: Yes, but they make little baby bathtubs.
J: Isn't that called a bucket? $5. Home Depot.
B: [laughing at the image of trying to wash a baby in a bright orange bucket]
J: How often do you bathe a baby anyway?
B: I don't know. Well, when they're real little, not until the umbilical cord falls off, then maybe every other day or so. Depends on how dirty they are I guess. [I think to myself, but don't say aloud, that if the baby has skin like Jeff's (prone to dryness, sensitivity) we'll need to make sure we're not bathing too often].
J: Dirty? They don't do anything!
B: Sure they do. Spit up, poop...
J: Yeah, but you just wipe up those areas when it happens.
B: This is true.
J: Well, if it has skin like me, we won't be bathing it very often anyway!
Hopefully, between the two of us reasonably intelligent adults, we'll manage to figure out how to take care of the poor, unsuspecting little newborn.
Friday, October 8, 2010
Sunday, October 3, 2010
Belly Pics
As promised, here are some pictures of the growing belly. You can click on the image for a larger view.
I've lost my 6 week and 9 week pictures, but they looked pretty much like the 12 week one. The 18 week picture is from September 22nd. All 4 shirts are non-maternity. I think week 16 was regular pants (buttoned up normally) but 18 weeks is definitely maternity pants.
So there's still not too much belly-wise to look at up to this point. I've grown just enough to make me feel chubby. And for people at work to say wonderful things like "Ooh, I see a little bulge" or "You got a little something there." For future reference, the most palatable comment thus far has been "Oh, look how cute you are." With that, you've acknowledged that I am growing while making me feel good about it too.
I've lost my 6 week and 9 week pictures, but they looked pretty much like the 12 week one. The 18 week picture is from September 22nd. All 4 shirts are non-maternity. I think week 16 was regular pants (buttoned up normally) but 18 weeks is definitely maternity pants.
So there's still not too much belly-wise to look at up to this point. I've grown just enough to make me feel chubby. And for people at work to say wonderful things like "Ooh, I see a little bulge" or "You got a little something there." For future reference, the most palatable comment thus far has been "Oh, look how cute you are." With that, you've acknowledged that I am growing while making me feel good about it too.
The deep, grumbly voice is back
So Jeff was off partying attending a conference in Vegas last week. He was gone Monday through Friday night. I managed to keep myself awake long enough to pick him up at the airport around 10 on Friday night. Actually, I stayed up until about 11:30, when the lucky guy had to head in to work for a midnight to 8 shift. Yep, off to work two hours after getting off the plane. But anyway, we were hanging out on the couch for a little bit before he left for work. After a while, Jeff asks me if I've had any more wiggly-worms in my tummy. I stare at him briefly as I work out what he;s referring to (another baby in there? some sort of stomach issue?) and then realize he's asking if I've felt anymore movement. I inform that actually the baby has been quite active since I picked him up from the airport. So Jeff identifies what must be exciting the baby...."The deep, grumbly voice is back!"
This week's baby development email indicates that the baby might be able to hear voices by this point, so it's a reasonable thought. And one I considered as well. I also considered the possibility that my being happy that Jeff was home created a change in the hormones/chemicals in my bloodstream. Or there's the more likely explanation: it was just a happy coincidence. :)
This week's baby development email indicates that the baby might be able to hear voices by this point, so it's a reasonable thought. And one I considered as well. I also considered the possibility that my being happy that Jeff was home created a change in the hormones/chemicals in my bloodstream. Or there's the more likely explanation: it was just a happy coincidence. :)
Monday, September 27, 2010
Annoyances
Pregnancy symptoms I am not loving:
1. Itchy scalp!
Oh my goodness, it's driving me crazy! It's particularly bad the last 3 or so inches of my scalp, closest to my neck. Brushing my hair is heavenly since the brush makes a nice scratching implement Switching the Head and Shoulders dry scalp formula hasn't seemed to help. No dandruff, just itchiness. I've heard of an itchy belly, but not an itchy head. Suggestions welcome!
2. Insomnia
I know it could be much worse and will likely get much worse as I get big and uncomfortable. And I've been lucky that it hasn't been too much of an issue in the second trimester. But lying awake from 4:41 until 7:00 this morning was torture. Not falling asleep until after 11:30 last night sucked. I knew I'd be useless and miserable on less than 5 hours of sleep so I used half a sick day to stay home and sleep. Just after I'd powered through my icky cold all last week to avoid using any sick time!
But on the good news front....
I felt the first movements this past Wednesday. Just like what I had heard - like little bubbles or popcorn popping. It's fun to have those little moments a couple times a day.
And look for the first round of belly pictures later this week!
1. Itchy scalp!
Oh my goodness, it's driving me crazy! It's particularly bad the last 3 or so inches of my scalp, closest to my neck. Brushing my hair is heavenly since the brush makes a nice scratching implement Switching the Head and Shoulders dry scalp formula hasn't seemed to help. No dandruff, just itchiness. I've heard of an itchy belly, but not an itchy head. Suggestions welcome!
2. Insomnia
I know it could be much worse and will likely get much worse as I get big and uncomfortable. And I've been lucky that it hasn't been too much of an issue in the second trimester. But lying awake from 4:41 until 7:00 this morning was torture. Not falling asleep until after 11:30 last night sucked. I knew I'd be useless and miserable on less than 5 hours of sleep so I used half a sick day to stay home and sleep. Just after I'd powered through my icky cold all last week to avoid using any sick time!
But on the good news front....
I felt the first movements this past Wednesday. Just like what I had heard - like little bubbles or popcorn popping. It's fun to have those little moments a couple times a day.
And look for the first round of belly pictures later this week!
Wednesday, September 22, 2010
Pregnancy dessert theater
Act I
Jeff and Brandi are sitting on the couch.
Brandi: Jeff, can you put the cheetohs away and get me some ice cream
(Yeah, it was a productive afternoon)
Jeff: Not now, I'll do it in a little bit.
Brandi seems okay with that.
J: Do you still want ice cream?
B: Yes, please.
J: Okay, but I'm not putting away the cheetohs, they're yours
B: Yes, but you were the one eating them.
Exit Jeff Stage left, sans cheetohs.
Act II
Enter Jeff with ice cream and two bite sized butterfingers. He gives the bowl to his wife, and puts the entire butterfinger in his mouth.
B: I can't believe you just ate that whole thing and didn't offer me a bite!
J: You got ice cream, this is my dessert.
B: But you should still at least offer me a bite.
Jeff turns to watch TV, puts the entire second butterfinger in his mouth.
B (jaw agape): What's wrong with you? You didn't even give me a bite. I said I wanted a bite.
J: You have ice cream.
B: But I wanted a bite of butterfinger.
J: You didn't ask for a bite. You just said that I should have offered you a bite of the first one.
Needless to say, this argument played out for the rest of the evening. I blame baby brain. Read the transcript (verbatim as far as I can recall), she never asked for a bite. I feel I'm in the right here. At least that wasn't the last of the butterfingers, or I'd be sleeping outside (or going to Walgreens to buy more).
Jeff and Brandi are sitting on the couch.
Brandi: Jeff, can you put the cheetohs away and get me some ice cream
(Yeah, it was a productive afternoon)
Jeff: Not now, I'll do it in a little bit.
Brandi seems okay with that.
J: Do you still want ice cream?
B: Yes, please.
J: Okay, but I'm not putting away the cheetohs, they're yours
B: Yes, but you were the one eating them.
Exit Jeff Stage left, sans cheetohs.
Act II
Enter Jeff with ice cream and two bite sized butterfingers. He gives the bowl to his wife, and puts the entire butterfinger in his mouth.
B: I can't believe you just ate that whole thing and didn't offer me a bite!
J: You got ice cream, this is my dessert.
B: But you should still at least offer me a bite.
Jeff turns to watch TV, puts the entire second butterfinger in his mouth.
B (jaw agape): What's wrong with you? You didn't even give me a bite. I said I wanted a bite.
J: You have ice cream.
B: But I wanted a bite of butterfinger.
J: You didn't ask for a bite. You just said that I should have offered you a bite of the first one.
Needless to say, this argument played out for the rest of the evening. I blame baby brain. Read the transcript (verbatim as far as I can recall), she never asked for a bite. I feel I'm in the right here. At least that wasn't the last of the butterfingers, or I'd be sleeping outside (or going to Walgreens to buy more).
Monday, September 20, 2010
Another First
The first pregnancy is full of firsts. Lots of great things, and some not so good. I think we can put this most recent one under the not-so-pleasant category...
Yep, it's the first pregnancy cold.
Now, I'm fortunate to have a pretty good immune system. In fact, when I make those mental lists of traits you hope the kid inherits from one parent or the other, my immune system (as opposed to Jeff's) is pretty high up there. So I don't get too sick too often. A couple colds a year that can be pretty well managed with some Sudafed and Advil. And there's the rub.
There aren't a lot of medications that are safe during pregnancy. So my options are pretty limited. A little Tylenol to help with my sore throat is supposed to be safe enough. But the swollen glands and plugged up ears and congestion are another matter. Fortunately things seem to be improving a bit here on day 3, after a rough morning. Hopefully the trend continues so I can meet my goals for the week: attending my first prenatal yoga class tomorrow night and getting a flu shot.
Yep, it's the first pregnancy cold.
Now, I'm fortunate to have a pretty good immune system. In fact, when I make those mental lists of traits you hope the kid inherits from one parent or the other, my immune system (as opposed to Jeff's) is pretty high up there. So I don't get too sick too often. A couple colds a year that can be pretty well managed with some Sudafed and Advil. And there's the rub.
There aren't a lot of medications that are safe during pregnancy. So my options are pretty limited. A little Tylenol to help with my sore throat is supposed to be safe enough. But the swollen glands and plugged up ears and congestion are another matter. Fortunately things seem to be improving a bit here on day 3, after a rough morning. Hopefully the trend continues so I can meet my goals for the week: attending my first prenatal yoga class tomorrow night and getting a flu shot.
Wednesday, September 15, 2010
Baby's First Scrubs!
So baby Schulze received its first gifts a few weeks ago. Grandma Simpson held out on the gift purchasing longer than I expected!
An Amazon box showed up at our door. Inside were a few CD's with lullabies and classical music for babies. And, a litte pair of scrubs! :) They're sized 0-6 months, so we'll see when they will actually fit. Here's a picture of baby's scrubs on top of Jeff's shirt for comparison.
An Amazon box showed up at our door. Inside were a few CD's with lullabies and classical music for babies. And, a litte pair of scrubs! :) They're sized 0-6 months, so we'll see when they will actually fit. Here's a picture of baby's scrubs on top of Jeff's shirt for comparison.
Tuesday, September 14, 2010
Baby Carriage or Stroller or whatever
Brandi dragged allowed me to accompany her to shop for baby carriages. Holy ****! How complicated can this be. These things range from $20-$1000. They come with cup holders, 4-wheel drive, reversible seats, a Ford 450 big-block engine, and optional navigation system. After moping around for an hour carefully viewing the different options, I struck on a plan. Let's look for the one that does not take a PhD and certification from NASA to open and close. Seriously, who builds these things? I consider myself reasonably intelligent and somewhat mechanically inclined. Still, we had to ask the sales guy how to open one of them back up. If he hadn't been standing nearby, my vote would have been to leave it all crumpled on the floor and bolt out of there. That's another thing, why is the baby carriage section of Buy Buy Baby staffed by all males in their mid-20s? Anyways, we finally made a choice (I think). I'm sure it will show up on some registry somewhere (I'm pretty sure Brandi is building those for us). Here's a picture (I think they start at about $1,000,000, so start saving).
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