Saturday, December 24, 2005
Because we waited for this angel to land for over 4 years, and finally, FINALLY, I get to experience Christmas from the perspective of a mother. I hear her laugh as I sing the songs to her. I get to see those lights twinkling in her eyes. I'll watch her grip the wrapping paper and try to put it in her mouth, probably ignoring the toys themselves. I'll relish the "oohs" and "aahs" of friends and family who meet her for the first time, and delight in their comments of how adorable she is in her cute Christmas outfit.
That's why I bother to make such a fuss. Because I'm her mother, and I'm having a blast!
Monday, December 19, 2005
Tuesday, December 13, 2005
- I could make a quick trip to the store without packing enough gear for an ascent of Mt. Everest.
- getting out of the car to go into the store didn't involve a moderate amount of weight-lifting. (Those car seats get heavy!)
- I didn't make up silly little nicknames for people, like "Punkadoodle".
- getting a shower wasn't a masterful feat of timing.
- the words "time for a change" referred to my hair color.
- the only pink in my house was lemonade.
And you know what? I don't really miss those days at all!
Friday, December 02, 2005
I miss snow. Mind you, we didn't get much of it even in my section of Pennsylvania, but at least we got a smattering each year. You could count on that, at least. But it's going to be almost 70 degrees here tomorrow. I think I'd do really well designing a series of Christmas warm-weather clothes. You know, bikinis with wreaths on the top, Santa swim trunks, etc. I think it would be a big hit. Here, at least. Definitely in Miami.
At least my Christmas tree isn't a Palm. How would THAT be for confusing Christmas and Easter?!
Monday, November 28, 2005
Wednesday, November 23, 2005
- The smell of woodsmoke
- Leftover turkey (I can't wait for this!)
- The smell of my baby after a bath
- A smile from my baby
- My husband, especially with my baby
- "The Soup" (a family recipe - yummy!)
- The anticipation of Christmas
- People who read my blog and comment :)
Things I Hate:
- The smell of used cat litter
- Heat and humidity
- The sound of my baby doing that high-pitched crying
- Not living in my own home
- My weakness for chocolate
- My husband's having to work late
- My computer - for crashing and leaving us without our data
Friday, November 18, 2005
This is gonna be a great Christmas, since we now have a child with whom to enjoy it. I know she's way too young to have a clue, but it's still fun getting ready for her First Noel. I think she'll at least get a kick out of the lights. :)
Wednesday, November 16, 2005
My fellow parents, if this makes you mad or jealous, sorry! I'm just so happy and no longer sleep deprived. And yes, I know we may have some lapses during teeting, growth spurts, etc. I'm just so glad to know it's possible!
Friday, November 11, 2005
As much as technology helps us, it sure does cause problems too!!!
Wednesday, November 09, 2005
And that was just the start.
Seeing Paul interact with Jadyn makes me love him in a whole new way. He's so fun to watch as he talks to her, makes faces at her, kisses her, and declares over and over how much he wishes someone would pay him just to hang out with her. It does a mother's heart good to know that her husband, the father of her pride and joy, feels the very same way.
And he's great at those 3 AM diaper changes, too.
Wednesday, November 02, 2005
|Your Inner Child Is Angry|
You're not an angry person.
But when you don't get your way, watch out.
Like a very manipulative kid, you will get what you want.
Even if it takes a little kicking and screaming.
Tuesday, November 01, 2005
The Blog Archives and Hidden Meanings meme.
The criteria: Delve into your blog archive. Find your 23rd post (or closest to). Find the fifth sentence (or closest to). Post the text of the sentence in your blog along with these instructions. Ponder it for meaning, subtext or hidden agendas.
Okay, I went back and found my 23rd post and the fifth sentence in that post. Here is what I said at that time…
So I guess I just look around and make lists.
I wonder if this means I am a planner, but not a person of action. I observe and make notes but don't do anything about my observations. Any thoughts?
Monday, October 31, 2005
I really am trying to find other things to talk about besides my baby. Honest. Please inform me of other possible topics of conversation, and I promise I'll try to talk about them without somehow involving Jadyn. Yes, I know that is unlikely, as I have the ability to somehow involve her in a conversation about such random topics as the Supreme Court nomination and the bombings in India. But I'm working on it. Honest.
Have I mentioned how cute she is? How I hope she's one day smart enough to be on the bench of the Supreme Court? How I sincerely hope she's never involved in a terrorist bombing?
See, I did it again!
Monday, October 24, 2005
Times like these make me think about the actual brevity of life. As the Bible says, it really is like a breath, then it's gone. Sometimes those breaths are too short. I am reminded to count each day as precious, and to take nothing for granted.
God, please hug Rina for me, and tell her I miss her.
Friday, October 21, 2005
Baby Growth Spurt = Scant Sleep for Mommy.
Thursday, October 20, 2005
Friday, October 14, 2005
First, I went to MOPS (Mothers Of PreSchoolers) for the first time this week. It's held at my church in the next town and there are lots of folks I know, but introducing myself to strangers as "mother of Jadyn" was really sort of bizarre. Don't get me wrong, I LOVED how folks ooohed and aaahed over her, remarking at how beautiful she is. (As if I hadn't noticed.) But relating birthing and breastfeeding stories has up until now been so very foreign to me. During the 4 1/2 years we TRIED to get pregnant, I was relegated to such conversation topics simply because almost all my friends had kids, and children were 90% of the time the subject of choice. Now I've joined the ranks, earned my childbirth and breastfeeding merit badges and been welcomed as a full participant in the club.
So my new and old friends asked about my birth experience, how breastfeeding is going, how I'm handling the transition, etc. Somewhere in the middle of it all, I began to grasp how very real this all is. I'm not just babysitting on a long-term basis. No one is coming to pick Jadyn up and thank me for watching her. This is it - I'm her Mommy!
Then today, because it was a lovely sunny day with a mild temperature, Jadyn and I went to the local park. No special reason, except for the feeling I was getting that if I sat on that couch in front of that TV one more minute I would become zombified beyond recognition. So on to the park we went. There were 2 other mommies there at the playground with their kids, so I chose a bench on the other side, parked Jadyn and just watched the kids play. It was lovely to just be in the sunshine for a while.
After some time one of the little girls (Rose, an adorable blond 2 year old who apparently never met a stranger) came up to me and showed me all the cool things she was finding on the ground. You know, the usual treasures: part of a broken pen, a leaf, a dirty string, a used pink straw, etc. Eventually her mommy came up to check out what she was doing, and we struck up a conversation. She invited me to the local MOPS group that meets in this town, which is great because 1) it meets about 10 minutes away whereas the other group is 25 minutes away, 2) it's made up of local people so I'll get to make new friends who actually live close by, and 3) it meets on opposite weeks as the other group so I'll be able to go to both.
Anyway, I met Janet and her friend Beth at the park, and there we were, the 3 of us MOMMIES, talking about our kids and the joys and trials of motherhood. Again it hit me. Oh my gosh, this is my new life! I've become one of them! And you know what? Now I am beginning to understand why most of my mommy friends never talked about much besides their kids. Who has time for anything else?
Anyway, that was my profound experience of the week.
Thursday, October 13, 2005
Actually, as long as I change her bottom when it's wet or dirty and stick my boob in her face every few hours, she's pretty happy. I guess at this point, that's all she needs to know.
Monday, October 10, 2005
Friday, October 07, 2005
Monday, October 03, 2005
Now I've only been a mom for a little over 3 weeks, but already I'm beginning to understand. I have to catch my moments of productivity in bits and pieces when they pop up. A quick load of laundry during nap time, hurredly unloading the dishwasher while Paul does a diaper change, a fast swish of toilet cleaning after a 10-second potty break. This, apparently, is the life of a mother. It's beautiful, magical, draining, and requiring the utmost in organization and discipline. And I'm loving it.
Thanks, Mom, for all those times you missed the movie.
Friday, September 30, 2005
Tuesday, September 27, 2005
At Jadyn's 2-week check-up yesterday, it was discovered that she has actually lost weight. I thought I'd been feeding her often enough and long enough, but apparently that's not the case. My heart broke when I saw the "diagnosis" on the sheet I was given: Failure To Thrive. When I saw this, I felt like it really meant "Bad Mother". I have been instructed to feed her every 2 hours for at least 30 minutes total. Yes, that means I will become an upright milk cow. Thankfully, during the night it will be every 4 hours, so I can catch a hint of sleep. On Friday we'll go back and see how she's doing. Please pray she picks up weight, because I am really stressed out by this.
Thursday, September 22, 2005
I had to think about that. You know, it really is crazy. How come the physical ability to bear a child negates the need to check for fit parenthood? Just cause my "plumbing" functioned, that doesn't mean I'll be the kind of mother I should. Shouldn't they have stopped us at the door of the hospital and checked our mental and emotional stability BEFORE the checked to see if we had a proper car seat?
I have friends who have adopted, either domestically or internationally, and it is amazing how much paperwork they had to go through just to be approved for consideration. We even went down that road ourselves for a little while, and it was amazing how much there was to do. But then we got pregnant, and no one asked us to do a home study or fill out a survey about our relationship or anything. No one checked to make sure I was eating properly or taking my vitamins or keeping my doctor appointments. They didn't call to confirm that we'd gone through childbirth classes or read up on all the latest parenting wisdom. Then she was born, and after just a few days in the hospital, they said, "Yep, she looks good, here ya go!" And off we went. Oh my gosh, how did they know we aren't stark raving lunatics? (I mean, ALL the time.)
To all my friends who've adopted, kudos to you for going through the red tape to become parents. I have no idea why there's this strange assumption that working biology equals the right to be a parent, but if you've had to run the bureaucratic gauntlet to bring home your own child, hats off to you!
Monday, September 19, 2005
Saturday, September 17, 2005
Thursday, September 15, 2005
Tuesday, September 13, 2005
You know, I type that sentence with such ease, but truthfully, it was NOT an easy process. My water broke Friday night, so off to the hospital we went (after my dear hubby finished an hour's worth of work). Upon arrival, when my doctor found I was not contracting on my own, he hooked me up to pitocin, the devil's drug. On and on the contractions came, but no dilation. So after he kept upping the dosage, I got some stadol to help deal with the pain. Still no dilation. Up went the pitocin. I gave up and got the epidural, which wasn't as bad as I thought. The worst part was having to stay still during the contractions so he could put the thing in. I was literally shaking from the pain. That was around 2:30 AM, and I was only dilated 2 cm. Around 4:30 I had dilated no further, and we decided that it looked like a c-section. The baby was pretty much stuck on some little bones in my pelvis. We made the final decision about 6 AM and at 8 AM I was wheeled into the operating room. She was born and pretty much wisked away for her check-up. Thankfully I got to catch a fleeting glimpse of her and hear the pediatrician say she looked good (over the sounds of her crying).
Anyway, I'm recovering from a delivery that pretty much went completely the opposite of everything I wanted, but in the end, I still have a beautiful baby. Now I see how utterly ridiculous it was of me to bother with a birth plan. Next time, my birth plan will be one word only: c-section.
Oh, here's a picture of my angel child:
Friday, September 09, 2005
Wednesday, September 07, 2005
Then there's the sheer miracle that we got all our furniture in our house. The movers came today, and while there were a few things that were damaged, all in all, it's not too bad. I keep reminding myself that at least I'm not stuck in the Astrodome with no hope of finding a home any time soon. Things could truly be FAR worse.
And finally, I think that I'm pretty much ready to have this baby. I mean, I'm sure there are thousands of ways I'm NOT ready, but for all practical purposes, I have everything done that really NEEDS to be done before she gets here.
It really is all going to be ok.
Tuesday, September 06, 2005
- if I'm going to go into labor any second now.
- if I'll be able to get through labor and delivery without swearing like a sailor.
- if I am going to rip stem to stern and need to sit on a pillow for the next month.
- how my sweet hubby Paul is going to handle seeing me in the throes of labor.
- if my parents will arrive (yes, thank God, they're coming on Thursday) in time.
- how my sweet pets (3 cats & a dog) are going to handle the big homecoming.
- what on earth this baby will look like.
- how much she is going to weigh, and exactly what is that going to do to me.
- if I'm ever going to sleep again.
- how I'll emotionally respond to someone being so completely dependent on me for EVERYTHING.
- what kinds of grandparents my parents are going to be.
- if this baby is going to like me.
- what kind of personality she'll have.
- how on earth I'll deal with working after having a baby - even though I'm blessed to work only part-time and mostly from home.
- if I'll be able to breastfeed.
- if I have all the gear I'm really going to need to make this work.
- if I have the emotional maturity and stability I'm going to need to make this work.
- how this is going to change my relationship with Paul.
- if I'll ever want sex again.
- if I'll want any other children after going through this.
- how many diapers I'll go through in a day, and if I have enough in stock for the first month or two.
- if this is going to change my relationship with my friends.
- if ANYTHING is ever going to seem the same.
- if I'm going to be even the least little bit sorry I've been praying for a baby for 4 1/2 years.
I know, pretty blatant and honest, huh? Well, if you can't be honest with your blog-reading friends, who CAN you be honest with?
Sunday, September 04, 2005
- No, I'm not really ready. We still have one more big phase of this move that will not happen until Wednesday. That's when the professional movers come and get all the stuff we couldn't get ourselves or with the help of friends. (By the way, a huge THANK YOU to all who have helped us during this crazy time!) In all the absolutely necessary ways I suppose I am ready, but there's lots I feel I won't get to in time. This leads me to the answer to the next question....
- Yes, I can wait. Honestly, as the reality of motherhood approaches at what seems to be light speed, I'm scared to death of labor & delivery, and how radically this is going to change me and my life. I don't think I'd mind if this baby came a full week late.
- I'm feeling excited, scared, thankful, anxious, awkward, happy and tense. These varying emotions run through me at a rate of about one per second. Physically I'm feeling like there's someone inside me who wants to get out. She's running out of room in there, after all, and growing by the day.
- The doctor says (or at least said, at my last appointment) that I'm not dilated and he'll "let me go" another week. Of course, I won't even be at my due date for another week, and I am giving no indications that I'll need to be induced before then. He also says everything is fine.
- Take a good look at me. Do I have a newborn in my arms? Is my belly still protruding rather roundly? Am I still waddling? What do YOU think?!
At least on a blog I can be sarcastic without offending the well-intentioned folks who just want to show they care and are mostly reduced to the trite questions everyone asks at this stage of pregnancy.
Thursday, September 01, 2005
Monday, August 29, 2005
Sunday, August 28, 2005
Ok, I'm better now.
Friday, August 26, 2005
- My husband. God bless him, he's trying as hard as he can to be as understanding as possible when I have my moments of freaking out.
- My daughter. I'm especially thankful that she's on her way, but doesn't seem to be in too big a hurry about it. I need all the time I can get to prepare for her.
- My friends from church. They're dropping off boxes, helping me clean the new house, helping me pack the house, and helping us move our stuff from one house to the other. Most of all, they're praying for me and encouraging me.
- My parents. They're going to come down to help make sure someone is around to guide the professional movers in case I go into labor. They'll help a lot with unpacking, too, I'm sure.
- My boss/pastor. He's being very understanding of the stress I'm under in life, and he's doing all he can to support and help us.
- God. Of course there would be no way I'd get through any of this without him.
Thursday, August 25, 2005
If you've ever moved in the summer while pregnant, kudos to you! And tell me how you managed it - I could use some survival tips!
Wednesday, August 24, 2005
Well, back to work!
Monday, August 22, 2005
I'm still really frustrated that we're having to do this. There are worse things in life, I know, and I'm thankful to not be going through them. I'm just sad about leaving our house which I've worked so hard to decorate. And our little girl won't get to enjoy the nursery I carefully planned for her. While I know this move will be good in the long run in lots of ways, it's still hard to deal with the emotions it stirs in me, especially now that I'm a great hormonal whale. :)
Saturday, August 20, 2005
The second one we saw was much better. Bigger, no funny smell, and much more well-maintained. It's not perfect, but it would definitely be a better fit for us. We're going to keep it in mind. We still have a few more we'd like to see before we make a decision. And we can't decide how soon to take on a new place. Should we go ahead and rent something we like NOW so we have time to move in slowly? Or should we not even bother until after the baby is born? How long can we afford paying rent without having our house rented out as well?
So many questions. I really just wish it were over already.
Friday, August 19, 2005
Thursday, August 18, 2005
So I guess I just look around and make lists. That's about all I can do for now. Did I mention it's driving me crazy???
Wednesday, August 17, 2005
The rules say:
List five songs that you are currently digging - it doesn't matter what genre they are from, whether they have words...or even if they're not any good, but they must be songs you're really enjoying right now.
Post these instructions and the five songs (with artist) in your blog.
Then tag five people to see what they're listening to.
1. She Will Be Loved - Maroon 5
2. Arlington - Trace Adkins
3. Something More - Sugarland
4. Holy is the Lord - Chris Tomlin
5. Blessed Be the Name - Matt Redman
Ok, so now I have to tag 5 folks. Sorry, I hope this doesn't cause any problems. Don't participate if you choose not to. I'm tagging Jackie, Rachelle, Allison, Eve and sjsimbo. This should be interesting.
Tuesday, August 16, 2005
Paul is being transferred to an office in Starkville, MS, about 30 minutes away, which is a really good thing for his career. He'll have a lot more autonomy, get away from some difficult personalities in his current office, and it will look great on his resume for future positions. But to effectively cover this new territory, we need to live there. That means we're moving. Again. We have moved 7 times in 7 years, and we only bought and moved into this house 8 months ago.
Now, I know how to move. As I've said, I've done it a lot so I'm very familiar with the experience. But I've never had a baby, then had to move WITH said baby. This is all new ground I'll be covering. I'm less than a month from my due date, and all the work I've done for the baby's room is now moot. And forget nesting - it's all going to be in boxes. Though, I'm not sure exactly how everything is going to GET into boxes, since now I'm too pregnant to pack, and afterward I may not be able to do any lifting for a while. It's a good thing we're plugged into a great church, where our loving friends will come along side us and help us get through this. I don't know how people do things like this by themselves.
We are going to try to be set up in our new town by the end of the year. Our decision is to rent out our home and then rent a place in the new town for the first year. We need to see how this transition goes before going through another real estate transaction.
I think God likes teaching me just how little control I really have in life. I thought I was going to get a good grasp on this concept with the whole birth process, but apparently that was not a big enough teaching opportunity on it's own. "Ok, God, I get it. There is absolutely nothing in life I can control except my reaction to the things you bring into it. This move was Your idea, and therefore, Your problem. Just point me in the right direction."
Monday, August 15, 2005
Now that we have the carseat, I think we're just about all set and ready for the baby. I have diapers & wipes, a crib, a bouncy seat, a travel system, more washcloths than I can count, and a ton of cutesy clothes. I still don't have a few things I'd like to have before the baby is born, but if she comes out early, I think I'll be able to manage.
I still can't believe I'm going to be a mommy in a month!!!!
Saturday, August 13, 2005
1. I'm officially 9 months pregnant tomorrow. And yet I have a month till my due date. Go figure.
2. I met my darling husband on the internet almost 7 1/2 years ago - back when it was not very common to do so.
3. In high school I took 4 years of French, 2 years of German and a year of Spanish. I did NOT, however, take any math higher than Algebra II.
4. My current favorite TV show is "Battlestar Galactica". This is the new version on the SciFi channel, and is about 100x better than the cheesy 70s version.
5. I have 3 cats (Max, Millie and Maggie) and a dog (Hershey). I am worried about how they'll handle having a baby in the house.
6. I've been living in the south since November 1998, but I'm a born and bred Yankee. Folks down here still don't know how to take me sometimes.
7. Watching shows like "Babies: Special Delivery" make me feel simultaneously educated and terrified. I'm aware of all the things that could happen, so I feel aware, but I'm scared that some of those things will happen to me.
8. I'm serving as the Director of Children's Ministry at my church. I took the job a week before I got pregnant. Little did I know I'd be immediately starting my own personal children's ministry so soon after accepting the position.
9. I have one brother, Jason, who is 6 years younger than me. He and I have very divergent personalities and interests.
10. My degree from Millersville University in PA is a BA in Political Science. I haven't used this degree for work since October 1998.
11. Paul (my husband) and I honeymooned in NY and New England. My two favorite memories are going to the Culinary Institute of America for lunch, and visiting the Ben & Jerry's plant in Vermont. (Interesting that they are both food-related.)
12. I have never in my life been accused of being skinny. Weight has always been an issue for me, but at 36 weeks, I am still under my pre-pregnancy weight by 8 pounds. The doctor says as long as the baby is growing, he's not concerned.
13. I love to do sign language to music at church. And from the responses I usually get, folks like to see it, too.
14. I love to paint, but I'm really not very good at it. I consider it more therapeutic than anything else.
15. I loathe cleaning. I only do it because once it's done, I feel better.
16. My favorite meal is roast beef, mashed potatoes w/gravy, green beans, sweet tea and chocolate cheesecake for dessert. YUM.
17. My husband and I have moved 7 times in less than 7 years. I can't stand the thought of another move anytime soon, but sometimes I don't get my way.
18. I have never broken a bone, but my mom didn't break a bone till she was 40, so I may get there one day too.
19. I think I accidentally threw out my high school senior year book. Oops. Oh well, I didn't get along too well with a lot of those folks anyway.
20. In high school as well as in college, the classes I did the best in were the classes taught by my favorite teachers. I figure there must be a correlation.
21. While I'm not really a big fan of antique furniture, we sure have a LOT of it. It's inherited from my husband's family.
22. I think that no matter how nervous my husband is about becoming a father, he's going to be fabulous at it. I just hope he accepts that no one does it perfectly.
23. After having read the blogs of other folks, I wish mine were wittier. I do the best I can, but I'm not nearly as funny as some others I've seen.
24. My great aunt Ethel died 2 days ago. She was 89, and I don't remember what she looked like. She lived in Arizona for most of her life.
25. I had a baby shower today, hosted by friends from church. They gave me the leftover cake - it equals a quarter-sheet. Gadzooks, that's a lot of cake.
26. I am nowhere near ready for this whole parenthood thing. But then again, is anyone, really?
27. Someday my husband and I would like to live just outside Nashville, TN. It's pretty expensive around those parts, so we'll see.
28. I've been to both US coasts, but never to a Midwestern state. I'd like to go to Texas someday, hopefully when it's not too hot.
29. I'm more addicted to TV than I would dare admit to most of my friends. I intend to work on this after the baby is born.
30. I haven't had any good Greek food in years, and I'd really like to have some. But sadly, there are no Greek restaurants where I live.
31. In college, I was very active in InterVarsity Christian Fellowship and served as the worship leader for several years. I miss those folks a lot and I wish someone would organize some sort of reunion. I live to far away to do that myself.
32. I have reached the point in this pregnancy where I get hungry all the time, but when I eat, I get full very quickly. This makes it seem like I'm eating 24/7, and it's getting old.
33. I completely fail to see the point in TV shows like South Park and Trippin' the Rift. It takes very little talent to do sick humor, in my opinion.
34. My 21st birthday was celebrated in the middle of a farmer's field in Germany. I was a missionary and was on a bicycle camping trip. The campers all circled my tent at the stroke of midnight and sang to me. I told them that since I was born in America, it really wasn't my birthday yet. They didn't care.
35. My husband and I tried to conceive for 4 1/2 years, and after the first year we conceived but suffered a miscarriage. It was awful.
36. The first secular rock concert I ever attended was Nelson, Lynch Mob and Cinderella. My taste in music got better, I promise.
37. Speaking of music, my husband has hooked me on the band Rush. I've been to two of their concerts and thoroughly enjoyed them both.
38. As a kid, I hated having an August birthday because we could never celebrate it in my school classroom with a party.
39. I accepted Jesus as my Savior when I was about 7 yrs old. I really started to grow as a Christian in my teen years.
40. When I was a very young kid, my parents had a vacation trailer in Delaware. One day at the beach I swam into a huge swarm of jellyfish and was stung so badly that my mom rolled me in sand to pull out the poison. I'm still petrified of jellyfish.
41. I have 4 weeks till my due date and I still haven't packed my bag for the hospital OR bought a carseat. I'm beginning to panic.
42. I don't have any in-laws. Both Paul's folks passed away, and he's an only child. There are times this makes me sad, and other times, I am relieved.
43. I have no tattoos, but I know exactly what I'd get and where I'd put it if I ever got drunk or brave enough. :) But I'm not telling.
44. I stopped dying my hair when I got pregnant. My hair was long at the time, so I got it cut, and now I remember what my real hair color is. Boring.
45. I miss my grandmother (on my mom's side). I never had to question how much she loved me, and I know if she were still alive (and in good mental health) she'd be thrilled about me having a baby.
46. Now that I'm an adult, I revel in the fact that no one can force me to eat things I don't like, such as liver with onions or stewed tomatoes.
47. I firmly believe that if gas prices get any higher, we're not going to be able to afford going anywhere but to work, church, the doctor and the grocery store. Today the lowest price per gallon is $2.53/gallon.
48. I don't think I have a singularly favorite movie. I have favorites among genres. I wonder if these means I watch too many movies.
49. I will miss the show "Six Feet Under" when it is finished - even though I probably shouldn't be watching it to begin with, because it's not exactly the purest show on TV.
50. I used to make cabinet doors for a living. I'd have never imagined me doing that kind of work, and I'm not sure I'd want to do it again.
51. At church, I participate in a group of people who help plan each church service. It's fun because we get to come up with creative ways to express the point each Sunday.
52. I cannot stand beauty pageants. I think they're ridiculous displays of boobs and legs, no matter how much the promoters try to convince us that they're scholarship programs. The degree to which I find them reprehensible is directly proportional to how young the contestants are.
53. I played field hockey when I was in 10th grade. I was the goalie, and it was by far my best year of high school. Apparently, sports can do that for a person.
54. I have developed an affinity for contemporary country music. I'm not much for the older stuff, but I like a lot of what is coming out now.
55. I love both episodes of the Blue Collar Comedy Tour. They are hilarious, especially if you have ever lived in the south.
56. My father was actually interested in my mom's sister first, but when she didn't show him any attention and my mom did, he switched gears and soon mom and dad were married.
57. Only once in my life have I been drunk enough to throw up. It was very unpleasant; hence, it happened only once.
58. When I was a kid, I lost control of my bike and fell at a high rate of speed while going down a hill. I had 7 stitches in my chin, and because I was wearing a halter top, I had to have gravel picked out of my tummy.
59. Some of my favorite memories from my teenage years involve my church youth group and especially my best friend Kristin.
60. My parents took me to the movies when I was about 4. The movie we saw? Jaws. I spent most of it with my head covered by my mom's sweater.
61. I have never seen so many pink clothes as I have at my 3 baby showers. I really REALLY hope the ultrasound techs were right.
62. We are not naming our baby girl until we see her. I'm too afraid of declaring her name now and then changing my mind after she's born, and I really didn't want any wrongly-embroidered baby items.
63. Only once has a flight I've taken been cancelled. I got stuck in Atlanta overnight with no luggage at 7 months pregnant. Definitely a low point of this pregnancy.
64. I am fairly sick of people thinking and acting like life is all about them. Haven't they seen all the other people walking around?
65. For the life of me, I cannot neatly fold a contour sheet of any size. My mom insists it's easy, but I am still having trouble.
66. On my last birthday, which just passed on Aug. 10, I turned 34. I feel a lot younger than that.
67. I do not like jazz, especially free-form or fusion. I just don't get it.
68. By marriage to Paul, I am related to the 2nd Vice President of the United States, William Rufus King. Apparently he was gay and was involved with James Buchanan. So I'm not sure I should be proud of this.
69. The first time I saw the movie "Sister Act", it was in Germany, and therefore dubbed in German. I still understood most of it.
70. It freaks me out a little to see shows I remember on prime time TV now being featured on the TV Land network. It makes me feel really old.
71. I am really scared of labor, but I think at this point I'm more scared of that giant needle they use to administer the epidural. I have no idea what I'm about to deal with.
72. I was a pretty good kid in school. Never got detention - never even got sent to the principal's office. Boring, huh?
73. While I found TV shows like "Friends" and "Seinfeld" funny, I never saw it as "appointment TV". I'm thankful for this, because now if I catch these shows in syndication, they're actually interesting.
74. The only thing I've ever won in a raffle was a Thanksgiving turkey. I was about 8 years old.
75. I refer to Christmas of 1993 as "The Christmas from Hell". We spent that Christmas in a hunting cabin in northern PA. It was freezing cold, we had at least 2 feet of snow, and the cabin has no running water. On top of that, my grandfather got sick and couldn't make it to the outhouse, so he'd just "whip it out" in front of anyone in the room.
76. It annoys me when people drive their shopping carts like they drive their cars - with no indication that they recognize they are sharing the aisle with others.
77. When I was a kid I saw the movie "The Shining". It scared me so badly that I truly thought I saw those two little girls at the end of the hallway in our house. I didn't sleep all night that night.
78. When I'm choosing paint colors for our house, I get really nervous about making the right decision. In some strange immature part of my subconscious, I'm worried that my mother will not approve of my choices. Crazy, huh?
79. I don't make casseroles, largely because I don't know how. I can follow a recipe for one if I have it, but I wouldn't even know where to start to make one on my own.
80. My eyes are blue, and I think they are my favorite thing about my appearance.
81. This pregnancy has been very easy - almost no morning sickness or strange cravings. No high blood pressure or gestational diabetes. Just some round ligament pain every now and then. I feel very blessed.
82. I play guitar and piano, but neither of them well. I like to sing, but I'm not sure how good I am at that, either.
83. My grandparents on my mother's side used to play music for square dances. They spent almost every Saturday night out playing when my mom was a kid.
84. We have a place on a lake in Alabama, and most times, I'd rather be there than wherever I currently am. It's beautiful and very relaxing.
85. I HATE those Enzyte "Smilin' Bob" commercials. They are hokey and in poor taste.
86. I am a fan of University of Alabama football, largely because my husband is a graduate of U of A, and once you cross the line into the state of Alabama, you have to declare allegiance to either U of A or AU (Auburn University).
87. I've never seen the Godfather movies. Never had an interest in them, honestly. Not my style.
88. I think Tom Hanks and Meg Ryan have great on-screen chemistry. Hollywood has yet to find a comparable couple from the next generation.
89. Fall is my favorite season. I love the smell of woodsmoke and the crispness in the air.
90. I love college towns. There's just an air of adventure, learning and fun. Maybe when I get older I won't like them so much, but for now I really prefer that environment.
91. I like chatting online, but I don't think people should be rude online just becaues they can hide behind a screen name. I act online the way I act in real life.
92. When people are ignorant enough to call me "fat" to my face, I want to say "Yeah, I may be fat, but I can lose weight. What are you gonna do about being ugly?"
93. In some ways I'm glad I'm having my first child at 34, because this has given me time to observe other parents and make decisions about what seems to work and what doesn't regarding parenting styles. I've learned a lot from watching my friends.
94. I really wish I were the type of person who always has a smile and a cheery comment, but I tend to express any emotion I'm having very obviously. This may be my downfall someday.
95. I really love my husband. He's my best friend, and anytime anything happens in my life, he's the one I want to talk to about it.
96. I'm really scared about raising a child in today's culture. When I see kids out there and what they're faced with, I see how much worse it is than it was for me, and I pray hard for wisdom and guidance to help my child navigate the confusing path to adulthood.
97. I get really nervous dealing with the elderly. I don't know how to talk to them. I think it may be because the elderly sometimes say whatever they are thinking, no matter how rude, because they figure they're old enough to not care, and I've had my feelings hurt by older folks.
98. Christmas is my favorite holiday. There's just something fun about the atmosphere. This doesn't mean, however, that I like it when the holiday decorations come out before Halloween. That's a little ridiculous.
99. As much as I like attention, when I'm the center of it, I never know how to act or what to say. I'm always afraid I'm making a fool of myself.
100. It took me about 5 hours, off and on, to complete this list.
Well, there ya go. If you read the whole thing, kudos to you!
Thursday, August 11, 2005
Oh, and a great big THANK YOU to everyone who were so generous at the baby shower held today at Paul's work.
Wednesday, August 10, 2005
Maybe I don't feel my age because we don't have children (yet - one on the way). It always seems to me that folks with kids are so much older than me, even if they're 8 years younger. It must be something about where you are in life. Responsibility doesn't just bring privilege, as my mother used to tell me. It also brings grey hair, wrinkles, and an air of maturity. Now that we're about to have a new HUGE responsibility, I expect I'll feel and seem a lot older.
Ah well, good-bye youth, here comes motherhood.
Tuesday, August 09, 2005
Last night we decided to tackle our assembly project. It actually seemed to tackle us. We had some serious trouble putting this thing together. The directions weren't so hard to follow, despite having been printed in China; the pieces just didn't seem to want to go together the way they were supposed to. After the first 4 hours, Paul said that he thought maybe the whole thing was in fact designed in China, and sent to America as a strategic preemptive strike against us, to confuse us and keep us distracted. :) He's so funny.
Eventually we got the silly thing together, after about 5 hours. It looks good now, and it really WILL be the ideal piece to serve it's purpose. But I won't EVER buy another piece of "assembly yourself" furniture from Kmart!!!
Monday, August 08, 2005
We'll miss you, Peter. I hope you're finally resting.
Sunday, August 07, 2005
These past few days I've had a lot of pain in my hips, but from what I've read, that's normal for this stage. Something about "relaxin" making my hip joints loosen up. And today I was very active so that probably added to it. It hurts just to stand sometimes. I'm looking forward to that part being over.
But this really is the easiest parenthood will ever be. I mean, she's with me all the time and I don't have to check if she's eating or sleeping properly. I just carry her around and the rest takes care of itself. From here on out it's gonna get harder!
Thursday, August 04, 2005
I decided to do some original art for the baby's room. I think it's always nice to add a personal touch like this. Here you see the changing table, flanked on either side by a flower and butterfly series. I also painted the hooks on either side. Note the "thing" flying from the ceiling - it's a butterfly made of wire and painted nylon, hanging with some fishing wire.
Here's the crib bedding we chose. The room was already lavendar when we discovered we were pregnant, but after choosing this bedding, we realized the lavendar on the walls did NOT match the bedding in any way. So we had the room repainted. Isn't this bedding adorable? I really would like to hang the quilt on the wall, but I haven't figured out how to do it yet.
Here's the crib we chose. Our furniture is from Baby's Dream - it's the Generation Next line. This bed will convert to a toddler bed and eventually to a full sized adult double bed. We figure this was a very practical decision - we'll just have to buy different bedding, but her bed will always be the same, barring any unforseen happenings.
That's another butterfly hanging from the ceiling. And yes, that's a butterfly net on the wall. Nice touch, huh? The Amish doll on the chest is a token of my home state - I grew up in Pennsylvania, very near Amish country. I just thought it would be nice to have a momento from my hometown.
Yep, another butterfly hanging from the ceiling. And I did that painting, too. I got the window valance from Lowe's, of all places. It's just flowers, but it really goes well with the bedding and other items in the room.
Speaking of this, I'm a little nervous about how we're gonna get the big items like the travel system and the pack 'n play. There are things like the high chair that we can wait on, but I can't leave the hospital with the baby if we have no car seat. I guess as a last resort Paul could go get one while I'm in the hospital, but I'd rather have it all set up ahead of time to make sure it's installed properly.
I guess money worries are common for us grown-ups, especially when about to become parents. I'll have a little time off from work, which means a break in the income. And there will be a jump in the expenses with our baby's arrival. I have tried to reason it out that because we won't be going out to movies or restaurants for a while, it may balance out.
Tuesday, August 02, 2005
Friday, July 29, 2005
Thursday, July 28, 2005
Monday, July 11, 2005
We didn't have any damage, and as far as I know, no one we know had any problems either. Someone Paul (the hubby) works with has a wife who JUST had a baby - like Friday - and they got home just as Dennis was blowing into town. I felt SO sorry for them, and at the same time I was SO glad it wasn't me. That would not be the way I'd like to start family life!
Sunday, July 10, 2005
I'm really glad that I'm still pregnant at this point. I can't imagine having to worry about taking care of a newborn during this kind of emergency, and I hope it doesn't come up after the baby is born. That would create a whole new level of worry for me.
Thursday, April 14, 2005
For instance, there may be multiple issues that could create a difficult labor and delivery for me. But one thing I can do to try to tilt the scale in my favor is to stick to an exercise schedule. It was easy for me to think, "Oh, I'm pregnant, and I'm tired, and it's just too hard to get up and get to the pool for aquaerobics." Yet regardless of my tiredness, working out is good for me, good for the baby, and a great way to get in better shape so I can endure the upcoming labor with more stamina.
Why is it so easy to ignore the power of a choice? Is it because I don't truly believe my choices will have consequences? Could it be that I think I can escape any negative consequences, and still reap rewards even if I choose badly? No matter what the reason, the power of choice is mine, and I choose to grasp it firmly with both hands and use it for my best interest.
Tuesday, April 05, 2005
Thursday, March 31, 2005
My parents tend to check in with me more often now - I guess because they're concerned for my health and the baby. I probably get a call from them 3 or 4 times a week. I never get to call them because by the time I think of it, they're calling me. I hope they don't think I don't want to talk to them. It's just that I almost never have anything new to report.