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Fat Baby Friday

Today was Alvie’s 2 week doctor appointment. He weighed 9.8 lbs – which is 1.8 lbs over birth weight, and 2 lbs more than he weighed two weeks ago. He is an eating champ! And it turns out that these boobs are not just for show! Go us!

Check out my chubby baby – he’s got the cutest little fat rolls on his arms and legs.

Tomorrow morning, we are headed out for our first big trip. I hate flying with a fiery passion, and knowing that I have to do it while also toting an infant makes me nervous. At least the architect will be with us tomorrow – flying back we’ll be on our own. I really need to perfect my Moby Wrapping by then.

I definitely need to pack, too – which should be interesting. I hope I don’t forget something important. Like the baby – or the car seat. Or my cell phone charger. :)

 

Also – how did everyone in Mystic Falls suddenly learn the Charleston? Do most teenagers just know that dance? Did I go to a bad school? And how come Damon didn’t take off his shirt even once last night? I totes have a Vampire Diaries addiction…probably partially because of this:

I usually go for the blond vamps, but I make an exception for Damon.

Weekend in Review

Not a lot of pics from this weekend. It was not one of my better weekends, but it seems I survived.

Friday was BUSY. Last daycare tour. Sunny lunch with the architect. Trip to Target to buy a shower curtain so that I could shower in our recently (nearly finished!) bathroom. House cleaning for the rest of the day.

A year ago, that would’ve been reported as “I didn’t really do anything on Friday.” Now, I’m all, “I worked so hard & was exhausted!”

I made it to  my prenatal yoga class Saturday morning, and for the first time, it was really hard! I am just so giant and unwieldy. I was only able to do about half of the poses.

The rest of Saturday was a pretty emotional day. My mother called to let me know that not only have they stopped treatments for my dad’s brain tumors, they will be moving him to hospice care as soon as there is an opening. I did get to talk to my dad for a little bit that afternoon, and told him the baby name we’ve decided on. I was keeping it a surprise, but that doesn’t seem the wisest course of action at this point. We’re planning on flying back to South Dakota as soon as we can after the baby is born. My midwife wants me to wait 2 weeks post-birth, for my health & recovery, but said that I can basically fly as soon as we get out of the hospital, if necessary as long as I don’t have any complications and don’t have a C-section.

After getting off the phone with my dad, the architect & I went for a drive. We just headed out to Sauvie Island and drove around until the sun went down. At one point, after we left a paved road, I really needed to pee. So we saw an outhouse & pulled over. When I got out of the car, I told the architect that he should shut off the car & get out, too. There was a free concert! The birds (geese and some other types) and frogs were really putting on a twilight show for us. It was beautiful!

We got back in the car to continue our drive, and it wouldn’t start. Not even a tiny bit. After trying a few things, we gave up and had to call AAA. I was on the phone with the guy (who was super awesome and helpful) trying to describe where we were. The middle of nowhere on a gravel road on Sauvie Island is not a good descriptor! We were finally getting it narrowed down, when the architect decided to give the car one more try – and it started!

We made it home, although I was pretty nervous. I hope my car starts today! I am working from home, but need to run out to the post office for stamps and package mailing soon, and hope it’s not an actual “run.”

Sunday was a combo lazy/industrious day. I finished all the baby laundry and did some adult laundry, too. (Not that kind of adult laundry, gutter face!) I finalized the hospital bag packing. I finished all my baby shower thank you cards. I made a taco bar for the poker players that came over at 5ish. I laid down a LOT. It doesn’t take much to wear me out anymore, and my midwife told me that if I’m not good and I don’t take it easy, she’s going to put me on bed rest for the rest of my pregnancy.  I’m already chafing and how little I can do. If I had to actually limit it further, I think I’d go (more) insane.

I think that after this week at work, I’ll be mostly ready to let things go there, so Alvie Bean can be born any time after Thursday! I’m trying not to get my hopes up that he will be early, but I am keeping my fingers crossed. I’d like to get back to South Dakota ASAP.

Think happy labor thoughts for me!

Three (3!) Things Thursday

1. I don’t know how I ever got through my life thus far without having seen an episode of Torchwood. Seriously. I love Brit TV. I love time traveling sci-fi. I used to watch Dr. Who (back in the old days, I actually haven’t seen any of the newer stuff, but trust that it’s in my queue). I originally added Torchwood to my Netflix queue a few years ago when James Marsters was on a couple of episodes, but then never watched it. HUGE MISTAKE. However, I have decided that my “I’ll just watch one episode before starting on my homework” is not a good plan, and instead it needs to be one episode after I finish my homework. So much love.

 

2. Besides working and homeworking and occasional working out (that’s a lot of work for one pregnant lady), my other obsession has been food. I haven’t daydreamed this much about food since September 2009 (i.e. the last month before my first marathon). I am going through eggs like I have my own personal chicken (I don’t) and have developed a renewed love for the lunchtime salad. In fact, I am so obsessed with food, that when the architect and I were talking about taking a last little mini trip before baby, I picked LA. Admittedly, one reason was so that I could get some serious vitamin D time in February (after a winter without much daylight here), but the real reason? Mexican food. (And shh….don’t tell anyone…but I think we’re going to go to Medieval Times, too.) I miss Mexican food so much.

 

3. Monday I got home from work and there was a package on my front steps. I was pretty excited! I love surprise packages (and it was a decent sized one, too….heh). I picked it up & saw the return address, and then I was even more excited. It was from her, and I know she’s going through a baking frenzy right now. I was right to be excited, because when I opened it up, this is what I saw:

Yay! Festive Cookie Tin!

Hmmmm…..I wonder what’s inside?

M'fashnik, like mmmm....cookies

This tin actually originally held a lot more of these delicious chocolate stout brownies, but they…disappeared? No idea what happened. (Thanks Cat!)

 

Gratitude Journal

November 17, 2011: I am grateful for coffee. I know it seems like I mentioned it yesterday, but yesterday I only said I was grateful for the coffee maker (in a list of other things). But I really wanted to draw attention to coffee as deserving of its own special day. Coffee is the best beverage ever invented. I don’t understand how I got through so many years never drinking it and thinking it really wasn’t that great. Mmmmmm……coffee.

November 16, 2011: I am grateful for all the little luxuries I have that I often take for granted…my car, my phone, the coffee maker (so very grateful for my coffee maker). It’s so easy to caught up in the things I don’t have that I occasionally forget how very lucky I am. My life is so freaking awesome.

November 15, 2011: I am grateful that I have the kind of job/life/etc. that allows me to afford pretty shoes, and the level-headedness that keeps me from buying (very many) shoes that wouldn’t be practical.

November 14, 2011: I am grateful that I work in a place with lots of little food nooks. It’s always an easy walk to grab more food. Which I do more often than ever, lately.

November 13, 2011: I am grateful for streaming Netflix (and Hulu Plus!). Also, I am grateful for John Barrowman. And my new found love of Torchwood.

November 12, 2011: I am grateful for my awesome friends! I got so much good quality friend-time this weekend! Walks & cocoa & thrifting with her! Ornament painting and dinner and movies with Alisa, Jen, Lisa & Sarah! Cocoa and a chat with her! (I should maybe also mention that I’m grateful for hot cocoa.)

November 11, 2011: I am grateful for laid back evenings at home with the architect.

November 10, 2011: I am grateful to live in Portland, Oregon. It is so beautiful here. I love that we have four seasons, and I especially love autumn.

November 9, 2011: I am grateful for modern medical conveniences that help eliminate unnecessary surprises from my life. Yay for ultrasounds!

November 8, 2011: I am grateful for my brand-new employee who started today, who I am hoping will help take some of the financial reporting burden off my plate & allow me to do a better job on the more big-picture things.

November 7, 2011: I am grateful for weekends and the opportunity to relax and recharge.

November 6, 2011: I am grateful for running – and grateful that I am still able to run. I am also grateful for my proximity to the most awesome running park in the history of the world: Forest Park.

November 5, 2011:I am grateful that I was able to discover enough courage to join Toastmasters. I know this sounds super cheesy, but it’s really made a HUGE difference in my life.

November 4, 2011: I am grateful for the internet, which gives me the ability to work from home, in my pajamas, this morning.

November 3, 2011: I am grateful that I have a good job that is challenging & interesting, if not necessarily catering to my life interests.

November 2, 2011: I am grateful for the architect, who is simply wonderful. He picks up the household slack when I’m busy with schoolwork, brings me chicken fingers on his way home from work, and is simply the most wonderful husband I could ask for…

November 1, 2011:  I am grateful for my (so far, knock on wood) easy and wonderful pregnancy.

Three Things Thursday

  1. Earlier this week, in response to a request for help from my yogathon (donate! see the side bar!) committee heads, I replied “just tell me where to go & what time to be there.” Yeah. I’m a bit overwhelmed this week. My current class ends tomorrow. When it’s done, I have four classes and my capstone left, and then I’ll be the Master!
    or maybe more like:
  2. I am excited to have a homework free weekend and hope the weather cooperates. I have running and biking and running and gardening plans.  So far, it’s looking pretty good!
  3. Thursdays are the last day of my workweek, and they are invariably crazy. I am planning on managing the crazy today by having the architect pick me up from work (so I have to leave) and then drop me off about 3.5 – 4 miles from home (so I have to run the rest of the way home) before doing a bit of homework and then having happy hour with one of my kick-ass neighbors! Yay!

Storyteller

As I was waiting at the MAX stop this morning, a man on a bicycle rode up. I noticed him right away for his…unique…outfit.

Black baggy shorts.

Brown, short-sleeved button-down shirt.

White knee socks.

Black sneakers.

Fanny pack.

Messenger bag.

iPhone in a holster with large, large headphones (not earbuds at all – the kind you see in recording studios!)

Did I mention the fanny pack?

I was, admittedly, staring. And then – I saw it.

A bug dropped from his shorts. It looked like a roach.

I was a little squicked out, but then who hasn’t randomly discovered a bug on themselves? Just last weekend, I was chasing an  escaped cat around my house & ran through a web. I was covered in sticky webs & tiny carcasses, but didn’t see the actual spider. Until a few hours later when I found it drowned in my cleavage (it was a hot day & I was sweaty glistening) – so I know that sometimes bugs happen.

But then – there was another! Another roach-like thing dropped from his shorts.

And I know you’re thinking what I’m thinking:

Order of Taraka, right?

I’m sure we all went to the same place there.

I wasn’t sure who he’d been sent to assassinate, so I just stayed away. Also because dude had bugs falling out of his pants. That is just not healthy.

*****

As I was looking for the Norman Pfister (above) image on the interwebs, I did find a lot of other, nicer images of the cast of Buffy. So, I’ll leave you with a much, much nicer one.

Much nicer.

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