First Mother's Day

As my cousin says "in-utero soo counts"!

Bill remembered me on Mother's Day. He gave me a very cute card that managed to make me sniffle a bit AND giggle. He also gave me two cute tees from Haute Mama. We still can't find our digital camera, so I'm going to attach photos from the web so you can see what the tees are like.

Also, he's been toiling on setting up a big nice closet for me, so I can move my stuff out of the nursery closet. We should finish that project up tonight.

We had a great time at Bill's parents' house yesterday. His entire family got together for Mother's Day. We ate a lot and then ate some more. Bill and I escorted the kids along the drainage ditch behind the house. We watched as they constructed a pretty impressive dam in the ditch. If Bill's parents' back yard floods, we didn't see anything, ok?

My tees:

"i can grow people"


"Does this baby make my butt look big?"


Sadly, though, they had no "Dingo Bait" tees at Haute Mama. :(

Happy Mother's Day

On the BPP recently they were discussing a cute web site called Postcards From Yo Momma, which is a site where people upload emails, snippets of IM conversations, etc. from their moms. It's a really funny web site.

Here are a few samples:

a pleasure talking to you

Thank you for the pictures that I cannot open or even look at. It was a pleasure talking to you last night on the phone when you were more interested in a baseball game than speaking to me.

Let me ask one question, I know what it consists of to put a picture on the email and send it. Especially since I sent you a complete CD of Marta’s wedding. Is it that you don’t think that much of me to send a picture of Anna that I could print??

Anyway thanks.
Your mother

turkey bacon

I was up in the middle of the night with aching bones and fever. It is not possible. Everybody interrupts, calls, comes by. Anyway, when I was lying there feeling like I had flu, I wondered if you can get bird flu from eating turkey bacon?

Love you,
Mom

nasal irrigator
In other news, your father asked me this morning if he could borrow my nasal irrigator. I got very excited, thinking he was being pro-active in fighting the cold that’s got him sniffling non-stop already. Turns out he just wanted to use the irrigator to inject jelly into the croissants he was baking. I could write a fucking book.

I’ve got to buckle down now and read this new script.

XXOO
MA

awesome idea

* Mom:
Why don't you marry your friend Caroline, she can have a baby. Your brother could be the donor so it would be my real grandchild. It would be your neice or nephew as well as your son or daughter.
* Me:
Wow it appears you've put some thought into this.
* Mom:
it came to me last night, I thought it was an awesome idea. run my idea by Caroline I'll even pay for the psychiatrist the kid will need one day.

Ok, ok - that's enough! I could put dozens here. There are some real gems on the site.


I thought of promising my unborn child to never be like these moms, but some of the emails on the site remind me of myself already!

Prenatal Yoga Report

I'll keep this short and sweet. I loved it! It was gentle, but still challenging. The instructor seemed truly kind and friendly. There were only about eight people in the class, and it was really nice to spend some time with other pregnant women.

One of my classmates noticed I was reading a Murakami novel and it turns out she's a big fan of his, too. How cool is that?

I felt great after class. I met Bill at Fresh Slices for a tasty dinner al fresco. It was a great evening.

Puking, News

Dang it!

I was craving movie theater popcorn yesterday at work, so I sweet talked Bill into going to the 4:45 Where in the World is Osama Bin Laden at Studio on the Square. The movie was pretty good, and the popcorn was divine. I ate quite a bit, maybe too much?

A few hours later, just before Bill was getting ready to serve up dinner, I suddenly began vomiting like CRAZY!!! It was really awful! Skip down to the next paragraph if you don't want to hear about it in graphic detail. Somehow the vomit was coming out my nose at the same time as my mouth. I felt like I was drowning, it stung so badly! It was really terrible. After the puke fest, I had to spend about an hour with my neti pot rinsing partially digested popcorn bits from my sinuses. Oh it felt awful coming out! Yucky yuck yuck!

I feel fine today, though. Just a little disappointed I didn't make it to double digits on the Ralph Free Days.

Tonight I have my first pre-natal yoga class at Evergreen Yoga. I'm looking forward to that. I'm going to feel a little bit shy, though, going all alone. I usually drag Bill along to yoga classes, but he's not gestating, so he can't come along.

Also, I'm scheming up my first real maternity clothes shopping spree (as opposed to buying one or two items). I'll probably go to Macy's and get some stuff online, too. Before I do that, however, I really must put away some of my non-pregnancy clothes to make room for the new stuff AND I need to get the sewing machine out so I can hem some of the cute stuff my mama friends gave me. I keep meaning to do it, but then I get distracted and/or lazy.

No Puking, No News

Well gosh, if I'm not puking, there's not much to report, huh?

One thing: I noticed this morning a little thump in my tummy! Could that have been the fetus formerly known as flutterbug flexing those 17 week muscles? Bill said maybe it was a tiny little drop kick!

Well, I don't know, but maybe... :)

Prenatal Check Up #4

The OB appointment was pretty uneventful. They drew blood for the second part of the birth defects screening. The highlight of the visit, of course, was hearing the baby's heartbeat going whooosh whoooosh whoooosh on the doppler. We'll be doing the 20 week ultrasound on May 30, so I'll actually know the baby's gender before June (unless the baby is VERY shy).

Also, we found out that (as Bill told me) we'll be getting a 3D/4D ultrasound through the practice "just for fun" at some point after 30 weeks, because the babies aren't "cute enough" until then. And that's the truth! Anyway, that's kind of cool. I love any opportunity to "see" the bebe.

The Libra Child

If Kogojira arrives "on time" s/he will be a Libra (like Mommy). Here's a list of things to expect from my Libra child I found online while browsing maternity clothes: