Wednesday, February 27, 2008

my bladder is not my own

The constant peeing thing that many pregnant women talk about is beginning to come on. I'll be sitting or laying down, perfectly fine with the world, but when I get up and Lydia shifts DOWN, it is instant alarm bells. I've already freaked The Husband out once running to the bathroom crab-legged.

I'm not making it through the night anymore either. There is a nightly half-asleep pee session at some ungodly hour every night now. Thankfully I can go right back to sleep.

One good thing, however. That good feeling you get when you pee? It is much, much higher -- very hard not to make happy noises at work.

Tuesday, February 26, 2008

now with pictures

Funny how 'tomorrow' can keep dragging on and on until you're looking at two weeks later.

Anyway, here are those pictures I promised.



Tuesday, February 12, 2008

tacos with pink icing

Well, we have a little She-Taco coming! Happy day! We've got pics but I haven't had time to scan them yet. I'll have to do that tomorrow.

the Knowing Day

Ahh, today is the day we find out and I am ever so excited. Pink or blue; boy or girl; and all that jazz. It is a slow day today -- our appointment isn't until the afternoon. Poo.

My apple bites are keeping me company. I'm in a fruit-eating kinda mood.

I guess I should try to work.

Sunday, February 10, 2008

Crazy R Us

We're getting closer to the big day -- we find out whether it's a HeTaco or SheTaco on Tuesday afternoon. Excitement!

A few weekends ago, it might've been last weekend, I went with my mom to Babies R Us and was totally freaked out by all the STUFF there was. STUFF was crammed into every free spot available -- you could hardly move around without running into it, and most of it looked like crap anyway. Do we really need all this STUFF? Shriek shriek scream scream! I couldn't look at a thing.

Yesteday was better. For one, we didn't go into the Crazy R Us store. Also, perhaps I got over the STUFF a little bit. Also also, I prefer the store layout and feel of places like Pottery Barn Kids. I have high tastes, even though I can't afford it sometimes.

And so I made my bonifide first purchases for the Taco. I found a diaper bag I liked and The Husband will be able to carry around and still hold on to his manliness and I also found a baby book -- the kind you fill out, not an owner's manual. Mom also got me a blanket and I bought a baby blanket for a friend of ours who had her baby last week. I haven't seen it yet but The Husband has and said he had a full head of hair. Our baby's gonna be bald as Renton's overlicked stomach.

I also saw a crib I liked. Oddly enough, it was at the Burlington Coat Factory. They have more than coats now, apparently. We'll probably end up getting that one because The Husband didn't seem to have too much of a preference.

He is so sweet, though. I don't need him to care about baby furniture. Yesterday morning we noticed I've got a noticeable little bump when I lay on my back and then he proceeded to talk to The Taco. He told it we're going to teach it its numbers the right way -- 0 through 9. That's how the programmers do it, he said.