Monday, April 23, 2007

Counting Down

We've come to that point in time during this gestation wherein I am becoming uncomfortable. This little one is laying sideways, with her feet placed in just the right way so that when she kicks, she gets me square in the bladder. (Let's hear it for keigel exercises or I'd never be able to leave the house for fear of wetting myself in public) Also, the dreaded heartburn has resumed it's daily onslaught--I am now at the bottom of my 3rd bottle of TUMS since I started this pregnancy. And everybody's favorite: the swelling! Ankles & fingers mostly.
It'll be quite the thing to watch as we still have another 7ish weeks to go. I'll try and get a photo of my belly up here soon so that you can see that I really do look like the world's worst basketball smuggler.

Saturday, April 21, 2007

Bummed out

This weekend is Alumni weekend at my Alma Mater and I am bummed that I can't be there.

I enjoyed college--not just the social aspect of it but the learning bit as well. I always thought I'd go on and get another degree, but now I'm not sure what I want to do so I don't what degree to go get. The possibilities are endless...the cash flow is not. Therefore I feel that I should be absolutely sure about where I want to go with my next degree before I start throwing gobs of money at an institution of higher learning.

Some days I miss getting up and going to work. Other days I really appreciate not having to change out of my pajamas and being able to build block towers all day.

So yes. I'm nostalgic for old friends and those lovely mountains.

Wednesday, April 18, 2007

Chocolatey goodness

Adrian's first Cadbury Creme Egg. It was a hit. A messy, messy hit.

It's been 13 days since I last posted--sorry about that. Aaron was off work, then my mom was in town, and I have been tired and unmotivated. (Aah, pregnancy)

The newest Flecker/DeCarlo will be making her first earthly appearance on June 14th. I'm scheduled for a c-section that morning (as my pelvis is too narrow to deliver babies in the traditional manner). In that vein Mom & I went to the Ikea and purchased a baby bed & mattress. Now all I have to do is call the landlord and have him deliver the carpet for the basement so we can pull a one-two switcheroo on the studio. (So long my lovely art-making sanctuary)

And then? Life with TWO tiny people dependent on me for their very survival. I think that busy is probably a good adverb to describe my life in the coming months.

Thursday, April 05, 2007

Don't raise my hackles

A.D. and I were in art class the other day and he's standing in line waiting to wash his hands. The little girl who has just finished her turn is being carried away from the sink by her mother and she reaches out and smacks A.D. in the face. She smacked my sweet boy in the face.

I have never wanted to hit someone else's child before.

Adrian was stunned but didn't cry--he looked puzzled. The girl's mother told her "say you're sorry" the girl said "no!" and Adrian said "sorry".

I have never wanted to hit someone else's child before.

The mother apologized, but it doesn't make up for the fact that her child hit my child unprovoked. And the fact that there were no consequences for this behavior. Lucky for that woman I have self control, or it would've been all who's the biotch now?! at the Gymboree.