With the departure of the random woozies and the mandatory naps comes the stage of uncontrollable weepies. A Gerber commercial, a Mary Oliver poem, normally it would invoke a brief moment of awe and then I'd be happily on my way. Now, it's full scale weepies complete with a quick sob. It's hormone fueled sentimentality at it's best and I'll take the warm mushys over the cranky grumpies any day. (And I bet Raendi would say the same!)
And, in other news: we are officially outed a la Facebook. What an interesting virtual world we live in. :)
Wednesday, January 28, 2009
Tuesday, January 27, 2009
Like a Little Galloping Horse
Raendi and I went to our second OB appt today. And Raendi got to hear the heartbeat for the first time. That little but strong "gah gun gah gung" is such a magical sound. It's reassurance from Baby: I'm still in here, I'm still growing! And we are both breathing a sigh of relief at being at the end of the first trimester on Saturday. No more tip toeing around this, Baby is coming!
We gave the OB a little chuckle when talking about our prenatal testing options. Raendi asked: is there any tests for the crazy Polish gene? How about we rub sauerkraut all over Rachel's belly and see what happens? Dr Delton smiled while she looked at us with a vague look that said, ummm, who are these people? She's not used to the Wagner sense of humor... yet. :)
So, there's the scoop. We will be completely outed as of Saturday (Facebook, here I come!!) and baby, mom and dad are doing well. :)
We gave the OB a little chuckle when talking about our prenatal testing options. Raendi asked: is there any tests for the crazy Polish gene? How about we rub sauerkraut all over Rachel's belly and see what happens? Dr Delton smiled while she looked at us with a vague look that said, ummm, who are these people? She's not used to the Wagner sense of humor... yet. :)
So, there's the scoop. We will be completely outed as of Saturday (Facebook, here I come!!) and baby, mom and dad are doing well. :)
Monday, January 19, 2009
John and Kate plus 8 and the Water Wars
I swore I wouldn't like this show. It's voyeuristic. It's exploitative. It's prime time drivel. And it's growing on me. Especially all the behind the scene's stuff. The kids are adorable, the parents normal. Their normalcy is amazing amidst the chaos of all the kids, cameras, and fame.
Today I let the board of the nonprofit I work for know that I'm preggers. Yes, I'm still in the first trimester (10 weeks last Saturday) but I'm feeling good, knocking on wood, and I'm healthy. I'll wait another few weeks to out myself on facebook and at church.
The only issue is: water. I'm so tired of drinking water. I tend to be a bit on the dehydrated side in my normal life. But, getting thirsty and then ignoring it while pregnant means cramps, nausea, super-chapped lips and general icky-ness. Not to mention that baby swims in new fluid every 3 hours and my blood supply is going up 50%. So, I force myself to drink water. I may break down tomorrow and buy those little packets I can add for some sort of flavor, just to see if it helps. Which leads to the other thing I'm a bit tired of... peeing. Sigh...
Today I let the board of the nonprofit I work for know that I'm preggers. Yes, I'm still in the first trimester (10 weeks last Saturday) but I'm feeling good, knocking on wood, and I'm healthy. I'll wait another few weeks to out myself on facebook and at church.
The only issue is: water. I'm so tired of drinking water. I tend to be a bit on the dehydrated side in my normal life. But, getting thirsty and then ignoring it while pregnant means cramps, nausea, super-chapped lips and general icky-ness. Not to mention that baby swims in new fluid every 3 hours and my blood supply is going up 50%. So, I force myself to drink water. I may break down tomorrow and buy those little packets I can add for some sort of flavor, just to see if it helps. Which leads to the other thing I'm a bit tired of... peeing. Sigh...
Monday, January 5, 2009
Invasion of the Body Snatchers
I swear someone switched my body with someone else's in my sleep last night. I woke up around 2 completely uncomfortable and unable to go back to sleep. Around 4 or 5 I finally dozed off for a nice nap till 8. But now, once again, I feel completely uncomfortable in my body. I can only surmise that our cute little parasitic being is continuing to make my body it's home and my body is very happy to comply, even if it means fitful sleep for me and a vague feeling of the heebie jeebies.
Baby, what are you looking for? Should I have gone out and gotten those tacos I was craving? Are you mad at my pretzel and Gobstopper diet this afternoon? Do I need to go for a walk or something? What?
I can imagine my baby budda, no longer than an inch, smiling knowingly as he or she joyfully leeches nutrients from my body. No answers from the wise one. I'm on my own.
Baby, what are you looking for? Should I have gone out and gotten those tacos I was craving? Are you mad at my pretzel and Gobstopper diet this afternoon? Do I need to go for a walk or something? What?
I can imagine my baby budda, no longer than an inch, smiling knowingly as he or she joyfully leeches nutrients from my body. No answers from the wise one. I'm on my own.
Sunday, January 4, 2009
Quiet Weekend
I was successful in not going online all weekend. This is amazing for a net addict like me... though I did check my e-mail several times from my cell phone. But, I chalk that up to work necessity. Friday I was very pleased to find 2 pairs of yoga pants that are both comfortable and, according to Raendi, look like dress pants. If I never have to put on my jeans again until after baby comes, I'll be a much more comfortable momma. The yoga pants allows for my changing belly (and yes, it changes daily) to be free and un-squished. It's too soon for me to be showing, most of my discomfort comes from the many strange activities of my now sluggish digestive system.
Today at church was the annual Ask The Minister day where parishioners write questions on notecards and the minister answers them to his best ability. With Aaron, this is always a hilarious, touching, and meaningful experience. He also asks questions of certain members who happen to arrive earlier than others, and I was one of those today. My question was: If you were told that you only had a year to live, what would you do? Aaron informed us that the person who had that question at the earlier service answered: Get a second opinion. :) I wasn't that witty.
Because I'm still waiting to let our church community in on our good news, I didn't talk about our upcoming parenthood. But I did have a chance to reflect on our life and came to the wonderful realization that, on a whole, I wouldn't change a thing. I would still do good work, live my life in music, teach voice. I would try to spend more time being in love with life, passionate about what I care about, and more loving to those around me and myself. I might eat more ice cream. And I'd probably hold a concert at Mechanic's Hall and throw a big party afterward. What I didn't say is that I would love our child, do everything I could to bring it into a good world and a good life. I would cherish every moment I had with him or her. And I would think long and hard about what legacy I'd want to leave.
So, on that note, time to heat up the hot pack and cozy on down to bed. Kittallorium is patiently waiting for me to crawl under the covers so she can "nook up" next to me and I still have a couple of chapters left of Belly Laughs to read. Good night and sweet dreams.
Today at church was the annual Ask The Minister day where parishioners write questions on notecards and the minister answers them to his best ability. With Aaron, this is always a hilarious, touching, and meaningful experience. He also asks questions of certain members who happen to arrive earlier than others, and I was one of those today. My question was: If you were told that you only had a year to live, what would you do? Aaron informed us that the person who had that question at the earlier service answered: Get a second opinion. :) I wasn't that witty.
Because I'm still waiting to let our church community in on our good news, I didn't talk about our upcoming parenthood. But I did have a chance to reflect on our life and came to the wonderful realization that, on a whole, I wouldn't change a thing. I would still do good work, live my life in music, teach voice. I would try to spend more time being in love with life, passionate about what I care about, and more loving to those around me and myself. I might eat more ice cream. And I'd probably hold a concert at Mechanic's Hall and throw a big party afterward. What I didn't say is that I would love our child, do everything I could to bring it into a good world and a good life. I would cherish every moment I had with him or her. And I would think long and hard about what legacy I'd want to leave.
So, on that note, time to heat up the hot pack and cozy on down to bed. Kittallorium is patiently waiting for me to crawl under the covers so she can "nook up" next to me and I still have a couple of chapters left of Belly Laughs to read. Good night and sweet dreams.
Thursday, January 1, 2009
Happy New Year!!
Amazingly I was awake for the ball dropping in Time's Square last night. We watched from the comfort of our friend's family room with their 3 large cats, 1 snoring beagle, and plenty of sleepy cheer. We then watched Robbie Kinevel jump his bike over a fake volcano in Vegas. Honestly, very anti-climatic. What wasn't anti-climatic was the Root beer and Orange Soda Floats we made for dessert. They were heavenly!
So, it's a new year. Raendi was listing off our accomplishments this year on our way home last night. And I completely agree with him. It is a good life, we are healthy, happy, relatively well adjusted, and are doing things that we are proud of. What a great world to bring a baby into. What a great family. It is a blessed life we lead.
So, it's a new year. Raendi was listing off our accomplishments this year on our way home last night. And I completely agree with him. It is a good life, we are healthy, happy, relatively well adjusted, and are doing things that we are proud of. What a great world to bring a baby into. What a great family. It is a blessed life we lead.
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