August 20, 2009
August 16, 2009
How's this for keeping my blog up to date?
The highlights:
- Had baby on Friday (8/7/09)
- Turned out the ultrasound technician needs to go back to school - Chili turned out to have a penis and NOT a vagina meaning his blog name will be lilSGT instead
- Mom and baby are happy and healthy, though still working on some high jaundice numbers
- SGT T was able to be on Skype for the entire labor and delivery, causing several nurses and one or two doctors to cry
- lilSGT is most likely the cutest baby in the world - said with a completely open mind, I promise :)
One week old, at doctor's office
- Had baby on Friday (8/7/09)
- Turned out the ultrasound technician needs to go back to school - Chili turned out to have a penis and NOT a vagina meaning his blog name will be lilSGT instead
- Mom and baby are happy and healthy, though still working on some high jaundice numbers
- SGT T was able to be on Skype for the entire labor and delivery, causing several nurses and one or two doctors to cry
- lilSGT is most likely the cutest baby in the world - said with a completely open mind, I promise :)
One week old, at doctor's office
August 4, 2009
Countdown
Sorry for the lack of content here these days, I have no excuses; however, it has brought me to the conclusion that I'm pretty boring. Either that or I'm just in a serious "nothing creative is coming to mind" funk because all my spunkiness/humor/interestingness is (hopefully) being funneled into this little gal I'm growing. Maybe it'll come back to me once we are allowed to function as separate beings - fingers crossed.
In the mean time, I'm 35 weeks and 2 days along. A more exciting (to me) way to put it is I have about 5 weeks left until I am officially due. I'm not holding my breath, but early babies run in my family: I was born 5 weeks early, sister was born 3 weeks early, brother 1.5 weeks early; my sisters kids also came early: 3 weeks and 10 weeks. So, you know, any day kiddo. Also, was that totally inappropriate punctuation in that sentence? Whatever, I'm pregnant.
35w2d
I recently made the comment that if Rocky Road ice cream were combined with Tin Roof Sundae it would be the perfect ice cream - chocolate, marshmallows, and the awesome chocolate covered almonds (from Tin Roof). And than, to my incredible delight, I was informed that Breyer's does, indeed, make their Rocky Road with chocolate covered almonds. Needless to say, I now have a huge crush on Breyer, whomever this person may be.
In the mean time, I'm 35 weeks and 2 days along. A more exciting (to me) way to put it is I have about 5 weeks left until I am officially due. I'm not holding my breath, but early babies run in my family: I was born 5 weeks early, sister was born 3 weeks early, brother 1.5 weeks early; my sisters kids also came early: 3 weeks and 10 weeks. So, you know, any day kiddo. Also, was that totally inappropriate punctuation in that sentence? Whatever, I'm pregnant.
35w2d
I recently made the comment that if Rocky Road ice cream were combined with Tin Roof Sundae it would be the perfect ice cream - chocolate, marshmallows, and the awesome chocolate covered almonds (from Tin Roof). And than, to my incredible delight, I was informed that Breyer's does, indeed, make their Rocky Road with chocolate covered almonds. Needless to say, I now have a huge crush on Breyer, whomever this person may be.
July 27, 2009
Hot?
Facebook is funny, would you agree? Right now we are experiencing the hottest weather of the season and, naturally, Facebook is filled with comments about it. What compels us to do this when we know everybody else is experiencing pretty much the same misery? Well, there are some exceptions, to be sure, those that carry the extra misery above and beyond it just being crappy hot. I'm not complaining, I just think Facebook gets kinda silly sometimes. And I'm no different from anybody else, so don't go accusing me of being all judgmental or hypocritical, oh no! Me? I'm confused by the fact that nobody in my house but me wants ice cream tonight and Dad says he doesn't because it's TOO HOT OUT. Well, and he doesn't want to be an enabler (aww, thanks, Dad!). And to be honest, it is pretty hot. Hot enough that I couldn't drive myself to the ice cream store and then home because I'd have to be continuously maintaining the ice cream that would be dripping over the edge of the cup. What a mess. So I'm going to go hit up mom for a ride to the store because I don't think it's too hot, no sir.
July 25, 2009
Interpret this!
Do you know anything about dream interpretation? I had an odd one this morning - odd enough to keep me awake for the rest of the day instead of going back to sleep for a couple more hours, anyways.
I was a black woman (I'm white), married to a black man (SGT T also happens to be white), and we lived in a racist house. No, there weren't other people living in the house with us that were racist, the actual house (do houses have spirits?) was racist. One evening we were trying to leave and the house decided we couldn't and it grabbed me from the front yard and threw me inside the house through a closed window while keeping my husband pinned to a couch in the front yard.
The end. What the hell?
I was a black woman (I'm white), married to a black man (SGT T also happens to be white), and we lived in a racist house. No, there weren't other people living in the house with us that were racist, the actual house (do houses have spirits?) was racist. One evening we were trying to leave and the house decided we couldn't and it grabbed me from the front yard and threw me inside the house through a closed window while keeping my husband pinned to a couch in the front yard.
The end. What the hell?
July 19, 2009
Too lazy to write an original post
To quote an email I sent today:
"good god do I really have to go 7 more weeks????"
"good god do I really have to go 7 more weeks????"
July 17, 2009
Afghanistan
I'm not really sure how much of this I want to share, but the month of July has been pretty hard: though, not as bad for me as it has been for my husband and his unit. Of course, hearing about how things are going there and how these things make him feel makes this a more difficult experience for me but I am not the one actually experiencing any of the danger or boredom or fear or any of the other million emotions/feelings they go through on a daily basis.
A lot has happened in the last couple of weeks, most of it in a country on the other side of the world, and most of it stuff I don't want to talk about here, or elsewhere for that matter. Almost all of it scary, some of it sad, and only maybe a tiny bit of it good. I don't really know what I'm looking to convey here, but I feel like I need something. It's a little uncomfortable, I've never been one of those "support our troops" hard core people, but I guess that is something this experience is teaching me. What I want is to ask you to just send your good thoughts (and prayers if you lean that way) to the people in uniform. Not even necessarily to my husband in particular because as I was reminded today, there are thousands of other wives (and husbands, sisters, brothers, moms, dads . . . you get the picture, right?) out there who are stuck at home not knowing what is happening with their loved one on a daily basis.
That's it. I just want more good vibes, more "stay safe" vibes, more "bad aim from the bad guys" vibes, more "come home, please" vibes. Once this is over we'll figure out how we actually felt about it, figure out how to talk about it and live with what was experienced. But first, we have to get through it and the world needs more good vibes!!
A lot has happened in the last couple of weeks, most of it in a country on the other side of the world, and most of it stuff I don't want to talk about here, or elsewhere for that matter. Almost all of it scary, some of it sad, and only maybe a tiny bit of it good. I don't really know what I'm looking to convey here, but I feel like I need something. It's a little uncomfortable, I've never been one of those "support our troops" hard core people, but I guess that is something this experience is teaching me. What I want is to ask you to just send your good thoughts (and prayers if you lean that way) to the people in uniform. Not even necessarily to my husband in particular because as I was reminded today, there are thousands of other wives (and husbands, sisters, brothers, moms, dads . . . you get the picture, right?) out there who are stuck at home not knowing what is happening with their loved one on a daily basis.
That's it. I just want more good vibes, more "stay safe" vibes, more "bad aim from the bad guys" vibes, more "come home, please" vibes. Once this is over we'll figure out how we actually felt about it, figure out how to talk about it and live with what was experienced. But first, we have to get through it and the world needs more good vibes!!
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