Thursday, December 31, 2009

A Very Pregnant New Year's Eve.

Seven days of family time makes your house feel really quiet after everyone leaves. This Christmas we were lucky enough to spend the holidays with all of G's family, right here in Savannah (and Florida too!) You always hear people's horror stories about their in-laws, but I can easily say that I have none. I am so fortunate to have such a wonderful group of people now so close to me.

This New Year's Eve is definitely like none we've experienced before. Years prior we've been out until late, rushing around trying to see as many friends as we could. Debating where to go first and last. How late the trains ran or which taxis to call. I looked forward to surrounding myself with the chaos and excitement that counting in the new year brings. Just one year ago my priorities were so different.

This New Year's Eve I am looking forward to curling up in our warm bed, right next to the boy and cat that I love the most. I'm trading the late nights and craziness for the butterflies, nervousness, and happiness that feeling our little (upside down now!!) baby kicking my belly, safely sandwiched between us brings. Toasting 2010 with a big glass of sparkling grape juice while the fireworks and yelps from people outside filters through the walls of our new cozy house.

I love this New Year's Eve the best. There is nothing that feels better or more right than this here right now.

Wishing you all a happy 2010!!


38 Weeks

Tuesday, December 22, 2009

Sweet Dreams, Henry.

My wonderful (and very talented!) friend Melissa made this beautiful mobile for Baby H's room. I know he's going to love it just as much as we already do...



Tomorrow is our external cephalic version....wish me luck!! Turn baby! Turn!

Friday, December 18, 2009

A Picture Is Worth a Thousand Words...

I haven't written lately because a) we've been so busy moving into our new house and b) I am suffering from blog envy. I love reading other people's blogs but have come to the conclusion that I need to stop reading so much and instead work on improving my writing skills. I love how most have such a way with words and the more I read the more I realize I am far from filling their shoes. I think I'll just post some pictures tonight, brush up on my creative writing skills, and save trying to type something half interesting for another rainy day. Pictures are easy. They speak for themselves. And that, I can totally do.

35 Weeks!


36 1/2 Weeks!

We're going to be parents soon!

I had one of four remaining baby doctor appointments on Wednesday and a super quick ultrasound peak showed Henry sitting up in my uterus the wrong way. He's what doctors like to refer to as "breech" but I'm calling it, "really confused". The breech position is not normal and doctors would like to see him laying head down or else it's c-section time. A breech baby looks like this:

* picture from: http://www.mensxp.com/UltimateEditorInclude/UserFiles/01%20A/normalvbreech.jpg

He should have turned on his own by now and most likely will not without a special procedure called an External Cephalic Version. If this guy doesn't flip on his own, this will be me Wednesday, December 23rd at 12:30 pm. Don't even ask me how much this freaks me out.

Note to family and family friends: this video is totally clean. Just creepy and kind of gross/weird. Maybe compare to Ripley's Believe it or Not...


Sunday, December 13, 2009

I'll Light the Fire...



Our house is a very, very fine house
With two cats in the yard
Life used to be so hard
Now everything is easy
'Cause of you.
-Crosby, Stills, Nash, and Young

Monday, December 7, 2009

Best Dad Ever!

Last night G told me to post these pictures of him painting Henry's room and to title this entry "Best Dad Ever!". And while Baby Henry isn't even here yet, I totally already agree with him. And the Best Dad EVER award goes to....G.

Also, look at that color! SO fun!


Bright As Yellow/The Innocence Mission.

For many wonderful reasons I just love The Innocence Mission. The memories I associate with their music are some of the most beautiful thoughts inside my head.

Sunday, December 6, 2009

Can You Find the Cat?

B had to come to work with me when I just about killed her with an Advil. She loved hiding out in the laundry room!






We're painting Henry's room today, a bright turquoise!

I just love painted walls :-)

Thursday, December 3, 2009

Go, Go, Go.

My mind is on overload. We have too, too much going on right now and while it is all very exciting I am ready to just be settled so I can begin quieting my thoughts and easing my restlessness. I am ready to be all moved in to our new place and pretty stressed that I haven't been able to tackle any part of Henry's room. We're tripping over boxes of useless crap, organizing a garage sale, and computing from the bathroom floor next to a recovering kitty. Unpacking boxes of clothes and towels and blankets, trying to decide what stays and what goes. Creating new ways to hide our things that we don't use too much in closets and under sofas.... behind the things we do use. We're looking at getting a dog, transferring all of our mail to our new address, and eating horribly because of our busy schedules. And although we don't talk about it too much (we probably should), I can tell that G and I are equally stressed out...which makes spending actual time together much different than before. I'm not too worried though, I know everything will get back to its previous state. Eventually. Maybe we'll get one stress free week together before this baby pops out. Maybe.

This whole nesting things got me list-making like crazy but the things on my to-do list can't be done until the house is finished. Things like painting walls and sewing more Baby H outfits and hanging cool plants from the ceiling and building spice racks and hanging pictures and oh-my-goodness-we-haven't-even-put-up-Christmas-things! These things are all really important to me right now, which is funny because before I think I could have really cared less.

Today my absent mindedness almost killed no-claws-B. I picked her up from surgery yesterday and she was doing pretty alright for just going through what was probably the most confusing and stressful two days of her entire life. Instead of sending me home with pain meds like the vet had mentioned before, they told me that she was doing so well she could just take Advil. Advil? Really? Okay! I was happy that it was much, much cheaper than the meds they were originally
sending her home with. Last night I mashed up the pieces of pill inside some of her favorite treats and she ate them right up.

Since those worked sooo well, I called the vet today to ask when I could give her another. They said, "Wait. You gave her ADVIL?!?! You were supposed to give her ASPIRIN!!!" They told me to monitor her closely and watch for signs of excessive bleeding and/or vomiting. I felt so bad. What had I done! Here she makes it through this painful procedure and I trick her into eating medicine that could actually kill her?

She's at work with me today, locked up in the family's laundry room and seems to be doing just fine. Knock on wood and cross your fingers (but not both you're fingers OR your toes) and pray and oh-shoot, oh-shoot hope that she's going to be okay. It's almost been 24 hours since she ate the pill and like my mom said once before, "That cat could make it through anything with her satanic powers."

I need to start listening better from now on.

We have internet at our house now and we're getting a new (used) futon for the baby room! We had a huge storm last night and lost power for two hours which was a nice excuse to stop packing and sit around candles for a bit.

Oh, am I excited for the weekend....

Tuesday, December 1, 2009

Week 33

Week 33 was definitely a memorable one. Sleeping in a hotel with cat, eating free cafeteria food that made me want to puke every time I smelled it, waking up every two hours to Lady Gaga music videos, and searching for a mold free home. G said that if Baby H was living in the hotel with us it'd be a lot like Suite Life of Zack and Cody...which would make Baby H awesome (although we already think he's pretty alright).



* suite life photo from allmoviephoto.com

Salt Water.

One of my favorite things about Savannah is that when the tide is high, the flatlands surrounding the islands overflow with water from the Atlantic. I love driving back with my windows open and smelling the ocean all the way home.

The Atlantic Ocean can't compete with the Pacific...but on days like these it's hard to complain.

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