It was a great, but frustrating trip! I'm not supposed to eat cheese, cured meats or drink wine, and those three items are the pride and joy of the region I spent the most time in. It's SO unfair!
I found the dreamiest maternity top in the universe in Milan so I bought it in brown and gray. I would have bought 20 more of the same top had it come in 20 other colors!! I'm having a hard time finding shirts that cover my belly already, (and I have three months to go!) so I was thrilled that I found a shirt that will keep my belly from the elements, and it's stylish too!
We just got back last night and I've already been catching up on the stuff I should have been doing before we left. Today I've nailed down the upholsterer to see when our chairs will be done, called the mechanic to see when my car will be ready (it's been in the shop for ten months), called the Homeowner's Club to get someone to look at our roof and damp plaster on the south side of the house, set up an appointment for a walk-through with a maid service, signed up for birthing classes (and BARELY made the deadline!), and ordered our crib!
I think I need a nap already!
Also on the list this week is to bring home a piece of furniture from the shop to refinish for the nursery, refinish my great great grandmother's dresser, hang the roman shades, sign up for membership at the gym, and some other stuff I'm sure I'm missing.
I still need to figure out what I'm going to do for window treatments in the nursery, as well as wall and floor treatments. I also need to re-do the closet so our little fella will have places to hang his clothes that he'll be able to reach before he's a teenager.
Other than the nursery though, I think the house is nearly ready for him. Good thing too, because my energy level has plummeted! Something about not being able to sleep through the night, I bet.
Tuesday, April 29, 2008
Friday, April 11, 2008
An Engineer's Guide to Cats
Dance, little baby! DANCE!! He squirms around a lot when Mr. Spouse comes home from work in the evenings, and when we go to bed at night. I think he likes to hear his daddy's voice.
Also, I was just watching this video and he squirmed around a lot, I think because the speaker has a similar tone of voice. I think it's pretty super! GO BABY!
Also, I was just watching this video and he squirmed around a lot, I think because the speaker has a similar tone of voice. I think it's pretty super! GO BABY!
I can see my ankles!!
I went to the pool night before last, and this morning I woke up and I could SEE MY ANKLE BONES!!
I am so excited!!
I'm not much of a daytime rester, so GC put the little teevee in the living room so I can rest on the couch and watch a DVD in the afternoons. I'm pretty stoked about that! He's a good man and I love him a lot.
Torvald has been kicking and squirming around a lot lately, especially last night when I was laying on my stomach while Mr. Spouse rubbed my back. It was quite distracting!!
I have a million things to do today. We're leaving for Italy this month and there's so much I still need to do!!
I am so excited!!
I'm not much of a daytime rester, so GC put the little teevee in the living room so I can rest on the couch and watch a DVD in the afternoons. I'm pretty stoked about that! He's a good man and I love him a lot.
Torvald has been kicking and squirming around a lot lately, especially last night when I was laying on my stomach while Mr. Spouse rubbed my back. It was quite distracting!!
I have a million things to do today. We're leaving for Italy this month and there's so much I still need to do!!
Tuesday, April 08, 2008
almost 25 weeks update
Just got back from the midwife. I decided to can the "centering" program because I didn't feel like I was getting the one-on-one care I needed. It was great being in a room full of other expectant parents, but I always left with lots of unanswered questions.
So today the midwife told me I weigh what I should weigh at 40 weeks. There are a few reasons why...one of which is because of my water retention. To combat that she gave me a list of things to work on:
1. avoid carbonated drinks and high salt food
2. drink 2 liters of water per day (I drink way more than that!)
3. swim 3 times a week
4. rest on side for 2 hours every day
That last one is going to be hard. I am not a napper. If I could rest on my side while watching teevee I might be able to handle it, but I generally get all the sleep I need at night, and during the day I run around like a chicken with my head cut off. But hey, if it will help me avoid these damn spider veins from all this bloating, I'll do it!!
She also told me to keep a food diary for my amazing weight gain, and she wants me to start getting physical therapy for the pain in my side. She thinks it might be a muscular thing.
We're going to Italy this month, so that should be fun. I am not looking forward to the twelve hour flight to Heathrow's infamous Terminal 5. The good news is that we're flying business class, where the seats go completely horizontal! My midwife wants me to wear a pair of support panythose for the whole flight. I've been wearing support knee-his for the past week or more and I gotta say they don't make any difference with all this bloating.
My husband was out of town for a couple days last week, and while he was gone Quincy was very, very good. As soon as he got home the dog took a crap on the rug. I'm starting to think that Quincy's behavior problems have more to do with Mr. Spouse than our training. After the crapping incident, the dog quit obeying me and was running ahead of me throughout the house. I had to roll him over on his back and stand over him three times before I got him to mind. I also took him to the vet where I found out he has an ear infection, AND a skin infection! Rad! Now he's taking antibiotics for the skin infection, ear drops for the ear infection, plus fish oil supplements for his skin and coat and his regular monthly heartworm medicine. Crikey that is one expensive free dog!
Other than that, it's been a rather ordinary week or so, I'm thrilled to report. I still have alarming gas that makes me laugh really hard, which in turn hurts my side. I've been horny as all hell for weeks, and I just can't get off anymore. My cat is super and my husband is terrific. Life is good.
So today the midwife told me I weigh what I should weigh at 40 weeks. There are a few reasons why...one of which is because of my water retention. To combat that she gave me a list of things to work on:
1. avoid carbonated drinks and high salt food
2. drink 2 liters of water per day (I drink way more than that!)
3. swim 3 times a week
4. rest on side for 2 hours every day
That last one is going to be hard. I am not a napper. If I could rest on my side while watching teevee I might be able to handle it, but I generally get all the sleep I need at night, and during the day I run around like a chicken with my head cut off. But hey, if it will help me avoid these damn spider veins from all this bloating, I'll do it!!
She also told me to keep a food diary for my amazing weight gain, and she wants me to start getting physical therapy for the pain in my side. She thinks it might be a muscular thing.
We're going to Italy this month, so that should be fun. I am not looking forward to the twelve hour flight to Heathrow's infamous Terminal 5. The good news is that we're flying business class, where the seats go completely horizontal! My midwife wants me to wear a pair of support panythose for the whole flight. I've been wearing support knee-his for the past week or more and I gotta say they don't make any difference with all this bloating.
My husband was out of town for a couple days last week, and while he was gone Quincy was very, very good. As soon as he got home the dog took a crap on the rug. I'm starting to think that Quincy's behavior problems have more to do with Mr. Spouse than our training. After the crapping incident, the dog quit obeying me and was running ahead of me throughout the house. I had to roll him over on his back and stand over him three times before I got him to mind. I also took him to the vet where I found out he has an ear infection, AND a skin infection! Rad! Now he's taking antibiotics for the skin infection, ear drops for the ear infection, plus fish oil supplements for his skin and coat and his regular monthly heartworm medicine. Crikey that is one expensive free dog!
Other than that, it's been a rather ordinary week or so, I'm thrilled to report. I still have alarming gas that makes me laugh really hard, which in turn hurts my side. I've been horny as all hell for weeks, and I just can't get off anymore. My cat is super and my husband is terrific. Life is good.
Wednesday, April 02, 2008
Quincy the Dog.
I found Quincy running around in the street almost a year ago. Since that time my husband and I have been trying our best to fit him into our lives, and now that I'm pregnant I'm having a really hard time keeping up with him.
He's a cocker spaniel and he's very loving, energetic, loves kids, gets along with our cat, and he needs a lot more attention than we've been able to give him. Poor Quincy. We've tried our very best, but clearly this is not the breed for us. If we had kids that were older he would fit in much better in our home, but especially now that I just want to nap all the time the poor dog has more pent up energy getting him into trouble around here than I can handle.
I just can't take it anymore.
For nearly a year now I've been trying to change our lives to fit his better but I realize now that it's just never going to happen, and once the baby is born it's only going to get worse. I'll be chasing the dog around the house picking up poo and cleaning up pee, trying to get baby toys out of his mouth, yelling at the dog to get off the furniture, when a simple daily walk would probably fix the problem. After a year of trying to make that daily walk a priority I am finally resigned to the truth, we're just not the right family for him.
I am slowly wrapping my brain around the possibility of life without him, and it's looking better and better, both for him and for us. It's very sad.
He's a cocker spaniel and he's very loving, energetic, loves kids, gets along with our cat, and he needs a lot more attention than we've been able to give him. Poor Quincy. We've tried our very best, but clearly this is not the breed for us. If we had kids that were older he would fit in much better in our home, but especially now that I just want to nap all the time the poor dog has more pent up energy getting him into trouble around here than I can handle.
I just can't take it anymore.
For nearly a year now I've been trying to change our lives to fit his better but I realize now that it's just never going to happen, and once the baby is born it's only going to get worse. I'll be chasing the dog around the house picking up poo and cleaning up pee, trying to get baby toys out of his mouth, yelling at the dog to get off the furniture, when a simple daily walk would probably fix the problem. After a year of trying to make that daily walk a priority I am finally resigned to the truth, we're just not the right family for him.
I am slowly wrapping my brain around the possibility of life without him, and it's looking better and better, both for him and for us. It's very sad.
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