( 4:49 PM )
Paris Haiku
An avocado.
That is what they say is your
size in my belly.
writen february 11th at 16 weeks.
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( 4:07 PM )
Last night I felt Paris.
The hubby was talking to the belly and Paris responded. A co-worker thinks he might have scared poor Paris since Paris moved all night long. That did not make for good sleeping. Oh, well. I know now that Paris really is inside and well, kicking.
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( 2:32 PM )
Wish list:
DOOKIEWEAR - I (Heart) My Feminist Mama Also in long sleeve.
DOOKIEWEAR - My Mom Can Kick Your Mom's Ass
DOOKIEWEAR - Already A Feminist Also in long sleeve.
Really most of Dookiewear could find a place on Paris or even me!
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( 10:14 AM )
Paris' room is also my office. It's already decorated in lots of stuffed animals, thanks to my many years of collecting. Not to mention my 2-3 years of Pooh rescue - I'd save ANY Poohbear from the loneliness of a flea market or garage sale.
Saturday, I spent some time sorting thru all the junk that I've accumulated. I actually threw out a lot of it. I saw on someone else's blog that they aren't a packrat, they just collect stuff. And that fits me.
Anywho, I cleaned off my IKEA bookshelf that we'll be using to store some of Paris' needs: diapers, baby wipes, etc. The apartment is in serious need of closet space on a whole. I have the closet in the big bedroom and the hubby had the other closet. He was bound & determined to clean it out for Paris. But it's not looking good.
So Saturday night, we hit IKEA and bought some accessories to build a small closet into the bookshelf. I got some very pretty blue material for a curtain. Now to get the amazing Cinnamon to help me put a hem on it. :-) Hopefully it'll look nice. We saw something very much like what we want at IKEA, so I have a better idea of what to do.
It's amazing how quicky this is all falling into place. It's weird. It's scary.
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( 3:23 PM )
I really wish that I'd be sure that what I felt an hour ago was Paris moving or kicking.
I turned to get something on the left side of my desk & I felt a kinda gurgle. It's the same kind of gurgle I feel when I have gas or when I'm hungry. Maybe my body only has one type of gurgle? The hubby called about the same time & I told him. He of course is convinced it's Paris. Heck he thinks he can feel Paris when I can't. Silly boy.
I'm 17 weeks and I want to feel something down there. I know I'll regret saying that when Paris is kicking my ribs all night long. Oh, well. I'm sure I'll feel Paris soon enough. And hopefully so will the hubby. He sooooo wants to be able to feel Paris.
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( 11:40 AM )
goddamn blogger! i had a nice update for you all and bam! gone!
I really shouldn't blame blogger, I think it's my internet connection today. *grumble*
Anywho...the inlaws bought the baby dresser & stroller this week. Now to get the baby's room all set up. My parents are buying the crib. It's their first grandbaby, so it's only right. Cinnamon's all a flutter with knitting for Paris as well. Paris is gonna be all set. Now to get mommy in line.
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( 3:43 PM )
I made some changes to the sidebar today.
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( 11:03 AM )
The books say that it's ok to have funky dreams while pregnant. I guess that means I'm doing a-ok!
At first, I was having a lot of sexual dreams. I won't even try to go into them, cause well, it's personal who I dream about! ;) Last night thou...I had a dream that I lost Paris. I was wailing in my dream...funny how I rarely ever cry in my sleep, in a way that the hubby can hear. It was such an intense dream that I actually had to check my belly to make sure that Paris was still there.
The hubby made it better when he whipped out his daddy-to-be book and said, "Look, it's ok to dream that. It's just a dream." He's too cute.
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( 11:21 AM )
Everyone's linking it. And with good reason.
Answering the Unanswerable:A Child's Introduction to Activism
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( 10:25 AM )
Yesterday was another day of baby shopping. We first hit Sears in an effort to get the MIL-stamp-of-approval on the crib we picked out. She liked it. I knew we'd want to add an item or two, so I sent the hubby to get the scanner gun-thing. We went to Woodfield, one of the biggest malls in the frickin' universe, and they had only ONE registry gun! Bastards.
After having a nice lunch at Sweet Tomatoes Salad Buffet & Bakery, we headed over to *deepvoice* Babies-R-Us.
I have to say that if having the baby is any more stressful than picking out the shit we need to put on the registry, someone warm up the looney bin for me. As soon as we got there, I got on the waiting list for the registry guns (it was packed, it was reseasonable), then kinda wandered to the diaper bags. They are my obsession. The hubby asked what we should do, look at, etc. I snapped and said "I don't care." I really didn't. I didn't have the gun, so I'm not walking this whole story twice. He snapped back and took off with the rest of his fam. *sigh* I spent the next 20 mins looking at breast pumps, bottles, baggies, etc. I almost lost it right there. I could feel all the pressure building up and wanting to let loose in a stream of tears.
I fought them back and luckily the scanner gun was ready for us. So the hubby found me and we went looking for the needed items.
Really, how are you not to stress out on picking out a breast pump, when you've never used one? ack! And what if it's not the right one? ack! These and many other questions went thru my head. Luckily, my MIL was really understanding and didn't push things. The hubby can do that. It's his nature to just want to get it done. And it goes well with my let's wait & see attitude. But yesterday it didn't.
I can see how some people can actually break-up during pregnancy. Hormones or not, the pressure is unforgiving. And the breast pumps don't help. They look like the same ones, even thou one is labeled "for occasion use" or "for short periods of disconnect" and the other is labeled (and costs 3x as much) "for the working or active mom." Even the breast pumps are trying to make me feel guilty! ahhh!!!
Of course, this just makes me wanna pack it all up, find a nice place near my mom in North Carolina. This pregnancy is driving me insane.
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( 9:47 AM )
Last night we made our first real trip to a store to pick our baby stuff. Yesterday was like some sort of mystical realization day for us.
The hubby works at at local museum which houses a fetal development exhibit. You Chicagoans know what I'm talking about. He goes down there every now & then to check out what Paris might be looking like. So he called me up and said frantically, "Get a ruler!....See 6 inches?...That's how long Paris should be!" He's so cute. I think the reality of being a partent-to-be hit him a long time ago and this really cemented it.
For me, I'm still in a weird wonder-world. Some days I'm just positive that I'm just getting really fat. But last night we stopped at Sears (my sis works for them & can get a discount on anything we want.) to check out a few things. We found a crib & a stroller. Yeah! I also found a 3-pack of lil onesies for Paris. In nice neutral colors: yellow with lil frogs, heather grey, and denim blue. What a styling kid I'm going to have.
As soon as we got home, I ripped the package open, threw them to my face and just sat there. Sat there thinking that in less than a year, my lil Paris will fit into them (size 6-9 mos).
On top of this, we got a card from a couple of friends. We're good friends, but I wouldn't say close. Anywho, they sent this beautiful card and inside the wife wrote a lovely note about always being here for me in case I need someone to talk to, about knowing that since God gave us this blessing, we're ready, so don't worry. Now, you know I don't believe in their God, but it still hit me in the pit of my heart. I was near tears. I gotta call them tonight to thank them.
I can't believe it, but it's settling in. I'm going to be someone's mommy.
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( 10:29 AM )
How insane is it that Paris is #4 on Yahoo! Search Results for "chicago cubs 2003 schedule"?
Well fellow Cub fans...a new ones gonna be born in 6 months. I'll let you know when Paris makes his/her debut at the Friendly Confines.
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