December 28, 2008

shopping day!

Gus and I (and the majority of the other residents of the greater Seattle area) hit a couple of consumer hot-spots today: Ikea and Costco. Kitten needed food and Daddy gave us Costco gift cards, so we spent a while wandering the warehouse aisles. We found some deals, including a three-pack of bras for my enormous new rack. Since you can't try them on, I just bought the biggest size they sold- 36D, bigger than I even knew existed previously. I was relieved and a bit appalled when they actually fit.

Baby got a present today too. Ikea has some cute softies, and there was an adorable elephant that I just couldn't pass up. Monkey's first elephant! He's just so sweet and snuggley. I have my eye on some prints for the nursery too, and I'm thinking more jungle animals are in order.

December 25, 2008

Merry Christmas, little bump!

So here's the bump at 10 weeks. Looks pretty much like the bump at 8 weeks from the outside, but on the inside things are much more exciting. Like, for example, there are tiny little arms and legs now, so that's fun!

It's a beautiful white Christmas here, and if I wasn't SOOO ready for the snow to be gone, I would love it. But it's gotten to that nasty slushy mushy point, and it's just no fun anymore. Time to go bye-bye!

Gus bought me a gorgeous red wool coat for Christmas, and thankfully it even fits me. It won't be long before it may not button up over those ginormous boobs that seem to swell more every day, but for now, it's perfect.

December 23, 2008

Baby's first blizzard

Have been trapped in the house since last Wednesday, thanks to one million inches of snow that won't go away. Can count on one hand how many times we've left the house since then. Cabin fever at all time high. So high, in fact, that Gus is currently cleaning the laundry room. Of his own accord.

Bought 2,000 piece puzzle and Yahtzee, but too bored to attempt either. Mostly reading and working on Baby's cross-stitch projects, oh, and eating. Finally feeling up to food again! Yeah! Baby likes spicy, which is no surprise since that's what I always crave when I'm feeling hungover and my tummy's not 100%. Seems counter intuitive, but I find there's something comforting about it.

My nails are finally cashing in on the baby train too, just like the books predicted. They're normally thin and peel and break easily, but they're hardening up and actually extending past my fingertips a little. Progress. Now if only my cuticles would adjust to the weather and stop cracking and peeling away in red ragged chunks, maybe I'd finally have some presentable hands.

Also, Hanson's Diet Ginger Ale is best thing ever. Spicier than the regular Seagram's or Canada Dry, and no sugar headache or furry teeth result from drinking it. Major bonus.

December 18, 2008

Baby Wears.

Um, hello, this hat (and i guess the baby too) is freaking adorable.

The hat is available at inhabitat. I think I'm going to have to learn to knit next so I can make one of these. Or imagine if the babies face was in the mouth of the animal like a fish or something.

December 17, 2008

bump watch

Alright, here's the belly so far, at 8 weeks. Seems like a sizable bump, but I suspect it's a nice healthy combination of fat/water retention/random bloat more than it's uterus and/or baby.

December 14, 2008

pass the kleenex please!

So thankfully, my nausea seems to have passed, at least for the last couple of days. As long as I get something in my stomach shortly after I wake up, I seem to be okay. I cannot, however, get more than three feet away from a box of tissues, because I'm all stuffed up and my nose is running 100% of the time.

Although I'll definitely trade puking for snot any day, I'm going to have to upgrade my kleenex selection if this keeps up. The inside of my right nostril is completely raw from the "nice and soft" travel pack tissues that I have on my person at all times that are anything but. I guess they figured naming them "rough and scratchy" probably wouldn't generate as many sales, but it's way more accurate.

My supply of mucus seems only to be rivaled by my supply of urine, which miraculously regenerates itself in vast quantities even while I'm sleeping and not consuming any liquid. It's like magic! I can't wait to see what other exciting things my body can secrete over the next few months...

December 11, 2008

Books about Babies.

I finished The Baby Owner's Manual and it's a pretty entertaining way to get in to the realm of baby raising. It's short, has illustrations and refers to the little monster as a model, as in computer model. It's disarming and humorous. I have a feeling it's gonna be a good reference when I need to see how to wrap a proper swaddle.

I'm now reading Your Pregnancy: for the father-to-be. It focuses on the pregnancy as the name implies, and not the baby caring like The Baby's Owner Manual. It contains a lot of really great information about what the pregnant Lulu and I should expect, should look out for and might want to think about. Hidden amongst all the useful information in this book are a lot of not as useful tips like you shouldn't insult your wife when she gains weight and all the pain the pregnant partner is going through is not "just in her head." I get that the author was going for an "everyone" approach, but I don't think the guy that tells his pregnant partner she's "getting tubby" and her "feet don't really hurt that much" is going to be reading a book in preparation for the arrival of a little one. My guess is he's going to be redecorating the NASCAR room for the child by cutting animal's faces out of kids books and gluing them to the Budweiser car models over Dale Jr's face. (I'm sorry if you have a NASCAR room. I don't mean to offend, but really? A NASCAR room? And I don't care if Dale Jr. does or doesn't drive the Budweiser car so please don't email us to correct me.)

One of the issues that we're going to be facing down the road is my work schedule. This book says if you have a job where you work long hours or travel a lot you should talk to your employer and see if you can work out something so travel and long hours are reduced. Especially in the 6 weeks leading to the due date. I do travel for my job and when we are busy at work (in the summer), I work long hours. I would tell you who I work for and what I do, but you don't care and the company I do work for doesn't let us grow facial hair on company time so I'm not sure if I am allowed to make babies....even if it is off the clock. Sorry, I digress. Luckily, I have a great manager who has been planning on making other arrangements for the trip I was supposed the be taking 2 weeks before our due date. This makes me very relieved. I would never forgive myself if I missed the birth of my first child due to a work trip. I can't imagine the wrath of Lulu if such a thing were to happen.


December 9, 2008

the hangover that never ends.

So far this week has been the complete opposite of the first six. I wake up feeling nauseous and that feeling follows me around all day. I have a persistent dull headache and even the idea of most food turns my stomach, which makes working in a kitchen extremely challenging.

Earlier today I sought refuge in the darkest place here at work- the laundry room. I just sat on the floor with my eyes closed for a few minutes, trying to calm the storm in my belly. It does help, but sadly, there's not a whole lot I can accomplish in there!

Crackers, toast, potatoes, rice- I guess white food is my clear preference at this point. I still haven't actually vomited, although I have had some close calls the last day or so. It's just more that the thought of putting certain things in my mouth lately really grosses me out.

It's so sad, because I LOVE food and I was really hoping this pregnancy thing was going to turn into my great excuse to eat everything in sight...

December 7, 2008


Spotting and crampiness today, following my first experience with queasiness yesterday morning. This is a bit of a roller coaster. I don't know what to expect, I know some spotting is perfectly normal, but I can't help but be a little freaked out.

I know I shouldn't even think of it, but I wonder what would happen if we did lose this pregnancy? We were so unprepared and caught off-guard, but now that it's happening, we've just completely readjusted our perspective to this new reality. But would we try again right away if something were to happen? I just don't know and don't even want to consider it right now...

I firmly believe that everything happens for a reason, even if it is the biggest cliche around, so I just trust that no matter what, it will be the right thing for us.

December 4, 2008


In 2006 I donated eggs to a couple less fertile than myself. They successfully delivered fraternal twin girls in early 2007. Since these babies are genetically just as much "me" as my own will be, I figure that this gives us a pretty good idea of what our little one might look like.

The chance that Baby will be born with all that dark hair is probably pretty high, I think. Both hubby and myself are fairly hairy people.

December 3, 2008

creative juice

Lately I've been having this weird instinctual desire to make something for the baby with my hands. You know, like some cute little knitted baby booties, or an adorable, snuggly afghan, or what-have-you. Since I'm not a very good knitter, I decided to go back to an old hobby of mine: counted cross-stitch.

I found a cute baby blanket pattern by Dimension, and I'm itching to get started.

And if you think that's cute, get a load of this. While we're at the craft store picking this little gem up, hubby was walking around the section browsing too. He was drawn to everything with a monkey on it, since that's our little nickname for each other, and I'm sure that will transfer to the little one. He picked out a bib and a monkey pattern, and decided it would be perfect for the baby. Since I assumed that he was expecting me to make it, I told him we should wait to see if I can get through the monster above before we pile more projects in the queue, and told him we should come back and buy it later.
"But what am I gonna do?" he asked...
OMG. Cutest husband ever. He's already going on the first little monkey's vest, and I expect him to be finished long before I even make a dent in my project.

Baby, you're a wonderful man, and I love you.

Frick, Another realization.

I'm going to have to stop swearing aren't I? I'm usually pretty good about not swearing around children, but all the time? As long as Baby's first word isn't douchebag, I'm going to consider myself successful.

December 1, 2008

be careful what you wish for...

So all the books I'm reading (and my mother) suggest that everyone's least favorite pregnancy symptom- morning sickness- should be setting in around now, but so far I haven't experienced anything. My gag reflex is a little more sensitive than normal, so brushing my teeth and especially my tongue is a bit of a challenge, but no vomiting so far. I've also noticed a bit of an increased sensitivity to smells, like my darling husband's feet, for example, but all this talk of running to the bathroom choking back breakfast just isn't ringing true for me.

Obviously, I'm totally grateful for the break that the pregnancy gods are giving me so far, but I can't help but feel a little concerned at the same time. Aside from the gigantic rack that has replaced my own moderately-sized one, I don't have too many noticible pregnancy indicators. Even though I do feel different, I don't really feel pregnant.

And this is not really helping my anxiety regarding carrying this pregnancy to term. Come on, Baby- make yourself known!