Musings on weekly photo: Hello Badunka-dunk. While I will say I expected to explode much more than I have, my ass continues to impress me. I don't know whether to cheer it on or curse it. And yes, I know a few of them are blurry and ok, quite speckled from the camera's dirty lense, but I can't help include photos where my dog is standing guard behind me. He is so predictable, I swear.
Size of baby: Apparently BBS is nearing the two pound mark. Two pounds! He's also putting on fat now, so he's getting farther from looking like some creepy thin alien and getting closer to looking like a chubby wubby baby.
Movement: As each week passes, I can feel him boogeying down more and more. I can't figure out if it's because he's bigger, moving more or both. I'm guessing both? I'm no baby doctor though, so don't take my word for it.
Cravings: You know I try to be honest with all five of my readers (note, the increase from three to five!), so here it is. Picture it: a run to Target for a few office supplies. Paying for said office supplies, what do my olfactory senses pick up? Oh, the smell of freshly popped popcorn. "Why not?" I say to myself, "Why not?" So I go to purchase a bag. And what should catch my eye but the Blue Raspberry Icee machine. Yup. Haven't had an Icee since I was 10 (no exaggeration) and let me tell you: it was delicious.
Annoyance: Heartburn, heartburn, you clever foe! I think my husband genuinely thinks I like the taste of tropical flavored Tums now since I reach for the container so often. This is a fallacy because have you ever tasted one yourself? It's like eating papaya flavored chalk (with none of the danger!). Either way, I keep thinking I've outsmarted this symptom until it begins to rear its ugly head. If I believe the old wives tale that lots of heartburn means lots of baby hair, then this child's going to come out looking like Michael Bolton circa 1988.
You're welcome.
Highlight of the week: So many! Kyle's sweet goddaughter Charlotte was baptized on Sunday (a quick word about Charlotte: you know those babies that people talk about and always say are "SO EASY." This child is SO EASY everyone (and by easy, I mean as easy as a newborn child can be. Those suckers are hard work, even when they're "easy"). Honestly, if Baby S is half as mellow as she is, we're doing a-OK). Charlotte's mama gave me some maternity clothes to borrow, so my wardrobe is much less depressing than it was a week ago (thank you, Micaela!). Also, got to eat out quite a bit last week and this restaurant and this restaurant were both PHENOMENAL. Finally, book club is tonight and I can't wait (it's something I look forward to every month).
Non-Highlight of the week: In the vein of book club, I have to say that while I thoroughly enjoyed the first 300 pages of The Historian, the last 350 DRAGGED. I have never been so happy to bid farewell to a book at the library before in my life. To all the people I recommended it to pre-page 301, you have been warned.
Fears: Now that I'm 60% of the way done with this and almost 100 days out from giving birth, I have to say I am starting to get terrified of pushing something the size of a watermelon out of something the size of a lemon. As you know, I try to avoid all biology lessons on this blog, so I will leave my annoying junior high comparison to pushing a child out of my vagina at that.
Nursery: Our crib and dresser came last week! We still have a ways to go, but it's two huge things to tick off the list and I've been trying to rub my remaining brain cells together to come up with a clever, fun nursery for Baby Boy (as if he'll care. Jeez, the kid will only be able to see black and white for the first 6 months of his life, apparently. I learned this over the weekend, in case you were wondering if this is a well known fact).
Additional Notes: California mamas: what do you put on the wall behind your baby's crib? With the fear of earthquakes, I'm obviously not going the "wall of glass and nails" route, but it seems like such a sad thing to leave blank. I've looked at some decals, and they're just a little too cutesy for my taste. Thoughts?
Happy Hump Day, Bump Day everyone!
Whhhaaaatt? No glass and nails? Awww MAN, Mom! I've seen people put up cool stretched fabric things or maybe if you attached GI Joes or some other thing to the wall that would be small and if it shook off- NBD. Or test out your Michael Angelo skillz? I am opting for gasoline and matches...what could go wrong there?
ReplyDeleteI know, how conformist of me, huh? I do have an idea I'll roll by you, but not on the blog. It does involve those ADORABLE bla-blas Baby S. has registered for, including Italian frog brothers, Fergus and Luigi.
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