Wednesday, October 29, 2008

Meme time: 6 Random Facts

1. At last count I have lived in 10 different cities. Most of them before I was 25. All but one in California.

2. I am a whistler. At home I whistle all the time often without realizing it. Hubby hates it because I get songs stuck in his head.

3. I spent my high school years seriously involved in one of the nations most top notch choir programs. But I'm really not talented and will never let you hear me sing.

4. I had just one fire dancer sticker (dmb logo) on my car for 6 years. Within a month of adding a second fire dancer to my car Hubby came into my life -- also a huge dmb fan.

5. I wore Payless shoes in my wedding. My mom forgot to bring critical things to my out of town wedding and it wasn't discovered until about an hour before the ceremony. Things like my shoes, my petticoat slip, all my undergarments and my head piece. Basically everything except the actual dress and veil. My older sister did some emergency shopping, but the nearest town was 20 min away with limited shopping.

So I tripped over my dress a little bit (too long w/o the slip) and everything ran an hour late. The Payless shoes were actually cuter than the ones that got left behind. They put real flowers in my hair instead of the headpiece. It all worked out better than fine.

6. I'm seriously overhyped in some parts of my family. My little cousin just graduated with distinction from Berkeley and my little sister will graduate from her college with honors this spring. They are two seriously beautiful, hard working and intelligent young ladies. And in their minds they're on par with me. Nobody has told them that they kicked my ass a long time ago. I guess there are some perks to being the first person in the family to graduate college.

Sunday, October 26, 2008

control issues

when people you love make decisions you absolutely hate...on a regular basis. and you wonder why, for the love of all that's holy, they can't just listen to reason (i.e., you) and do the right thing (i.e., what you want them to do).

And you also wonder if they absolutely must be their own person and do what *they* want, can't they at least stop trying to talk to you about it? You think they're being (silly/frivolous/impulsive/an idiot), and you've already told them that in the politest way possible.

Friday, October 10, 2008

our first peak!

We got to see our youngest baby yesterday, and Thank You Dear God it was just one! Heart was beating and everything looked good. Due date was adjusted out by 2 entire days, but will be moot because this well be another c-section and they schedule those 1-2 weeks before the due date. We're still looking at end of April/beginning of May.

We just could not think of a cute name for this one. We already used "Little Alien" on Little Guy...and Peanut and Bean have been well used within the family. We agreed that the profile shot looks a little bit like a smoking frog...but that didn't seem appropriate. So we went with Cloud...because you can look and see whatever you want! ;))

um, oops

Last night I sent my sister an email asking her to "stick her hand in the hornets nest" and deal with our extended family about some Christmas stuff because I really didn't want to have to deal with the drama this year. Except when I hit send, it turns out the email went out not to her but to the entire family instead. See, it was originally a draft of a message to send out to everyone and while I thought I had deleted them all from the 'To:' box, I really hadn't.

I think they heard me in Russia when I yelled "Shit!"

Saturday, October 4, 2008

on silence

I'm still here...just still not feeling well. Turns out the miracle morning sickness cure only works some of the time. It's all I've got so I'll take it! In the mean time I'm feeling a lot like a chronically ill person. And I am soooooo sick of it. I know I was miserable and puking with Little Guy, too...but I just don't remember it sucking this much. Back then I held out the hope that it would probably end with the first trimester. It didn't, and I fear that is the case this time too. That I'm going to keep feeling like crap for the next 4 months.

So if I've been silent it's because I'm making a dedicated effort to not whine. Or at least to reduce the amount of whining.

I'm making a dedicated effort not to let the ickiness win. I'm trying, really trying, to power through and get things beyond the bare minimum accomplished during the day.

I expect that this will probably be our last pregnancy. I can't imagine going though this again with two children to take care of.

In other news, I've been on pins and needles waiting for our first ultrasound which will be this Thursday. My Grandad is a twin, and I have been paranoid that we might be doubly blessed. It's probably just simple paranoia...but I will not be terribly surprised if it's not. God be with us.

Friday, October 3, 2008

one fateful day

One fateful Sunday in January, my older sister came to visit me and to see her newborn nephew. And because she was with us, she wasn't home when a murderer came looking for her.

When I think about that day, that horrible horrible day, what strikes me the deepest is how if things had gone just a little bit differently my sister would be dead. Or a little more differently and no one would be dead.

I really believe that my son saved my sisters life.

I wish that someone could have saved Jamie's too.