Monday, December 31, 2007

Week 23, Day 5

On Saturday I decided to look in the pantry for items to take to Goodwill. I pulled out a couple of things and put them on the kitchen counter. Before I really gave any thought to what I was doing, I had moved every single thing out of the pantry and onto the kitchen counters/tables/every horizontal surface. My intention was just to reorganize it all, but then I saw how grubby the whole room had gotten. So now I'm priming and painting the whole thing. Hopefully I'll be able to finish it tomorrow. Is this that whole nesting thing kicking in? I thought that happened at the last minute when you believe that you must clean out the refrigerator while having contractions every six minutes or so. If this is some kind of pregnancy thing, I need to figure out how to bottle it and save some for later!

Friday, December 28, 2007

Week 23, Day 2 - A registry is born!

As the time ticks away toward my third trimester (and rather quickly, I might add), I thought it was about time I found the patience to start a baby registry. SO, with my mom and sister's suggestions, I think I have a pretty good list. There are two registries: One on Target.com and one at babiesrus.com (search the baby registry for Shelly Massey or Doug Massey). I was going to do only Target (they do pay the bills, you know), but Babies'R'Us had more clothes and some of the essentials like diapers and wipes.

If you have any other suggestions for what should be on there, let me know!

Hmmm... I haven't seen ear plugs on anyone's suggestion list yet.

Wednesday, December 26, 2007

Week 22, Day 7

Not so much of a baby update today as a Christmas update. We had a nice and relaxing Christmas day. We slept in, ate breakfast, opened presents, and then spent the morning playing with the new, super-cool universal remote that Mom and Dad got us. Doug got me a beautiful, heavy-duty, RED KitchenAid stand mixer. It looks just like this one:
Now maybe I'll be able to bake and not forget any ingredients! (Don't get your hopes up too high on this one!)

Saturday, December 22, 2007

Week 22, Day 3

Christmas is almost here, and the shopping, wrapping, and mailing is done. Thank goodness for the internet.

I've given up on all the baking for now. As some of you have already heard, banana bread doesn't turn out quite right if you forget to put in the butter. And on top of that, two side-by-side bowls of molasses cookie dough looked mysteriously different. I haven't quite figured out what I forgot there. It's hard to tell how that will turn out because the dough hasn't made it out of the refrigerator yet.

Today is be lazy and do nothing day. I've read, watched TV and taken a nap. Evidently no one told the baby that it's be lazy day because she's been bouncing around like a warmed-up Mexican jumping bean today. And I haven't even started in on all the sugary treats that my sister Julie sent yet. The baby thanks you in advance, Aunt Julie!

Monday, December 17, 2007

Week 21, Day 5

On Saturday, Doug was able to feel the baby move for the first time. Pretty exciting stuff! She moves around quite a bit and sometimes catches me off guard. Oh, and for those of you who haven't ever felt it, my best description/demonstration for how it feels right now (from the outside, that is) is if you move your tongue around inside your cheek and feel with your hand on the outside of your cheek. That's pretty much what it feels like!

Wednesday, December 12, 2007

Week 20, Day 7

Wow. I think this day officially marks the end of the first half of my pregnancy. Sometimes I can completely forget that I'm pregnant (well, as long as there are no mirrors around), but then pregnancy throws me some kind of new curveball. Last night it was charleyhorse cramps in the middle of the night. I'm sure next week it will be something new. Hopefully a less painful something new!

Tuesday, December 11, 2007

Monday, December 10, 2007

Week 20, Day 5

My pants don't fit.

My bras don't fit.

My shirts that don't stretch almost don't fit.

It's holiday shopping season and people are out in droves....{sigh}

Ok, enough already. On with the updates!

The baby is kicking harder and is very active. Nothing painful, but it's pretty strange to get kicked and poked from the inside.

I've started wearing maternity shirts, and I swear they make you look at least a month more pregnant than you are.

Yesterday Doug rented a one-person lift so he could reach the ceiling fan in our living room to change it to a nicer one that actually works. He noticed a ceiling crack while he was up there and determined that someone besides himself needed to go up there to fix it. (He does a great job with all the big home remodeling, but we usually have someone besides Doug do the fussy little detail work.) SO, I headed up two floors in the contraption to put painters putty into a tiny little crack. If anyone's worried that this isn't safe, trust me, the moving of this huge lift thing into and out of the house was a lot more dangerous than going up in it!

Wednesday, December 5, 2007

Week 19, Day 7

A coworker just said to me, "Every time I see you you're eating. You must be pregnant!" For some reason, I didn't laugh. Hmmm...

Tuesday, December 4, 2007

Week 19, Day 6

We had tons and tons of rain over the weekend. Actually it started as a lovely snow on Saturday that inspired me to put on the Christmas music and get the big tree up. I'll take a picture to post along with that baby bump photo I've been promising.

I've been able to feel the baby for a little while now. She bumps around in there quite a bit. Sometimes it's still hard to distinguish between baby bumps and gas, but I think I'm getting better at telling the difference.

I haven't given a really good update from Thanksgiving yet, so here are some highlights:

  • Evidently we were looking for entertainment one day and got my niece to hand out slips of paper for everyone to write baby names on. We had an envelope of boy names and girl names. Mark (my father-in-law) was very set on a girl, so he wouldn't even fill out a boy name. Both Doug and Mark were determined that the baby was a girl. I was just sure it was a boy (so much for intuition).

Here are some of the names that came up:

Girls: Harper (Mark's and my favorite), Berkeley (my very conservative husband flipped out over this one... and not in a good way), Ciera (pronounced Sierra), Alex, Joy

Boys: Daniel (Ruby and Jenn both voted for this one and didn't even look at each other's papers first), Jackson (there was lots of controversy over this name), Richard (someone voted for their own name... hmmm... we decided we'd call him Ard for short), Mark (my husband picked names of people in the room too... I suppose that's ok because I tortured him with months and months of baby names before we were even pregnant).

  • We're pretty settled on Harper Jane, so I think that will stick. Even though we have a name picked out, I'm still not ready to call her by a name until I meet her. I called my sister's baby "rana" (that's frog in Spanish) because we had just gotten back from our Mexico honeymoon when we found out she was pregnant (and because all embryos look like tadpoles to me). I guess I'd better figure out what to call this one until it's here!

  • Our competitive group of guys managed to get through bowling and a game or two of Monopoly without any bloodshed.

  • Lots of us helped cook Thanksgiving dinner, and it was super tasty! I even went for seconds on dressing which is not usually my favorite food. As a matter of fact, I could go for some more right now, and I don't think that's just the baby talking.

  • Ohhh... and the joys of airline travel. Overall our travel was pretty good, but I had my first truly hormonal moment. I guess there's this new federal regulation that says you can't get out of your seat until the fasten seatbelt sign is turned off. They used to let you get up at around 10,000 feet to get your electronic devices, go to the bathroom, etc. We had to run straight from our previous flight to this one so there wasn't any time to go to the bathroom. Well, I waited and waited and waited for the seatbelt sign to go off so I could go to the bathroom (evidently I don't have the same issue on airplanes as I do at the doctor's office). Finally I couldn't wait any more and went for it. I headed to the back of the plane. The flight attendants were back there preparing to serve drinks. One of the flight attendants said to me, "Is the seatbelt sign off?" I said, "No." She said, "You need to sit down and buckle in. You are up at your own risk." I said, "I'm pregnant and really need to go to the bathroom." She said, "You need to sit down until the seatbelt sign is off." I sat down in the back row and proceeded to fight back tears (ok, a few slipped out) for the next fifteen minutes until the seatbelt sign went off. After I finally could get up and go (just in the nick of time), they had started the drink service and were past my row, so I had to wait until they served drinks to the whole plane before I could return to my seat. Overall around a 30 or 40 minute bathroom ordeal.

  • Despite a few little bumps (including a HUGE and very scary freefall moment of turbulence on our Denver to Seattle flight), our Thanksgiving was a really nice time. We felt relaxed when we got home and like we had really gotten away.

Monday, December 3, 2007

It's a Girl! (From Week 19, Day 2)

Here's the star of our show in her latest ultrasound photos!


Most of you already know we're having a girl from the email I sent Friday, but I thought I'd post just to keep my story all in one place.

I think in the upper right she looks like she's ready to go a few rounds with my uterus. That would explain some of the strange bumping around in there.

To decipher the lower right photo where you can "see" the gender, you have to imagine the baby upside down. Her feet are in the upper left of the photo and the arrow points to her girl parts... which is easier to read as the obvious absence of boy parts.

I know I've been seriously neglectful of my blog lately, but my recent increase in energy means more time working around the house and less time in bed looking at my computer screen. My house thanks you for your patience.