jump, kick, flip

i’m sitting here trying to ignore the back-flips being done in my abdomen.  i press gently with my right hand under my ribs on the right side and i feel something.  is it a foot?  a shoulder?  what is little R doing in there?  poking around some more (because i can’t just leave well enough alone), he freezes.  he freezes like he does when D puts his hand on my belly to feel his baby brother move.

“I’ll NEVER get to feel the baby move!!” he whines at me this morning.  in my early morning (8:30) daze, i explain that not only will he be able to FEEL the baby move, he will in fact SEE the baby move and if his baby brother is anything like he was, hiccups will commence 2-3 times a day and my entire belly will jump rhythmically.   for a week now, D has been rushing over every time i tell him the baby is movin’ around.  for a week now, D has been disappointed.  little does he know.

only 4 more months to go!  i have a birth-date now- 10/22/09.  that’s the day i get cut!  i’m so not looking forward to actually having the baby (either way sucks in my opinion.  can’t they just teleport the baby out?) but the trade-off is well worth it.  i am looking forward to meeting the kid.

A Pale Blue Dot

i like to visit this particular page every now and again just to put it all in perspective.

PALE BLUE DOT

conversation

me: don’t mess up the folded clothes.

the Dictator: I’m just movin’ ‘em over, cowboy.

me: did you just call me cowboy?

D: yes.

celtic? no, greek.

turns out i was wrong about D’s name.  it’s not gaelic/celtic/british in any way.  i’m not even sure where i came up with that idea and now i know it is greek, it makes a whole lot more sense, especially if you know anything about architecture.  i won’t tell you his name, but think columns.  there’s ionic, corinthian, and d—-.  now think oscar wilde and a picture that ages.  ok, you got it now?  anyway, his name is greek and means “of the sea”  while his middle name means “gift from god”.  so, his names together must mean a he is a gift from Poseidon.

thankfully choosing this boy’s name has been much less traumatic than the choosing of D’s name.  it took us months and a whole lot of tears (on my part) to come up with D’s name.  this time it was pretty smooth.  the name we finally settled on i actually liked for a boy or girl, so i have been pretty set on it for a few months.  my husband wasn’t too keen on it being a girl’s name but it turns out it is a moot point anyway.  i read in an old farmer’s almanac that having initials that spelled something was considered good luck so we made sure to pick names that did.  D’s initials are D.E.W. while the new boy is R.A.W.

so yeah, only 4.5 months to go.  clothes? check.  diapers? in the mail.  furniture? at my brother’s house, so check.  a place to put furniture?  uh…….  well, at least the passage of time is inversely proportional to how much work is left to do.

Results are in! it’s a…..

boy.  for sure!

The Dictator is so happy!  he really wanted a little brother.  i really thought it was a girl, but alas, i was wrong.  it’s cool though.  at least i know boys!

i’m pretty excited that i’m halfway done with pregnancy.  it sucks ass.  plus, i can’t wait to meet my new son.  i seem to have given away most of D’s baby clothes but fortunately i have friends who have little boys and are planning on giving me tons of clothes.

i have however, spent about $250 on cloth diapers and wraps thus far.  but honestly, it is nothing compared to how much we spent on disposables with D.  he wasn’t potty trained until he was almost 3 1/2.  so let’s see, average of $20/week for let’s just say, 3 years (because it did vary and wasn’t always 1 box a week, just an average).  so 156 weeks x $20 = $3,120!!  holy shit that sounds high!!!!! ok, it can’t possibly be that much.  i know he slowed down on the diaper use as he got older, so i might be willing to knock it down to maybe $2000.  still, that is freaking REDICULOUS!  we will be saving a bundle by doing cloth.  plus, i feel better not contributing all those diapers to landfills.

but that’s enough about the stuff that is going to catch my son’s poop.

so now we are on to discussing names for the baby boy.  i already know what i like.  D’s name is kind of celtic in nature so i would like our new boy’s name to be celtic too.  i don’t want something usual but my husband doesn’t want something TOO unusual.  anyway, i might hold off on telling you all what name we decide on until he gets here.  but rest assured, you will get told.  and then i’ll have to come up with a good evil super-villain name to use for him on this blog.  mwa-haha!!

prop H8

so, as you may have heard by now, the California Supreme Court upheld Prop H8.  the only upside is that all the couples who married before the ruling still have valid marriages.  still not very fair, but it is a (albiet) very small start.

but in spite of all the bullshit, an interesting thing is happening.  the younger, pre-voting age teens don’t get what the big deal is about gay marriage.  (i have to admit though, i have never gotten why anyone would get their panties in a bunch about who marries who)  an online friend posted this article that really sums things up on this front. enjoy.

as for me, i will continue to fight for equality for all people, even if it is just teaching my children that who someone else wants to marry makes no difference to them.

Don’t Panic.

…But do you know where your towel is?

Happy Towel Day.

thanks to Travis Avery for the banner.

AWKWARD!

just sharing a link to one of the funniest sites i have seen in a while. just spend 15 minutes going through the pictures. you won’t be disappointed. you might be creeped out, but you won’t be disappointed.

http://awkwardfamilyphotos.com/

wow. how long has it been?

i’m so sorry if anyone has felt abandoned by my blog.  truth is, i guess i needed to jump ship for a bit.  but now my energy is returning, i don’t constantly feel like throwing up, and summer is knocking on the door threatening to roast me like a cornish game hen and new potatoes.

ok, so that last one wasn’t so much a reason to get back to the keyboard, but just a truism.

first thing is first though.  the baby is doing well as far as we can tell.  it is too early to know if it is a boy or a girl.  my husband is hoping for a girl, the Dictator is hoping for a boy, and i’m hoping for a healthy baby.  my dreams have been telling me it is a girl though, so i am anxious to find out if my intuition is right.  but for now we shall be referring to the little one as BABY X.

you know, i’m having a hard go of this blogging thing today because 1-pregnancy brain sucks and everything i think of writing i have a hard time putting into words, and 2-the Dictator keeps interrupting me.

so i just made chocolate pudding and jello.  maybe the sugar will help. probably not, but i feel better!!

in other news, we went to the Monterey Bay Aquarium a few weeks ago and had a blast!  they have a seahorse exhibit right now that is AWESOME!   well worth going to see if you have a chance.  plus the jellies are super cool.

i think i look more fat than pregnant in the picture, but i suppose we are our own worst enemies.  it’s how it goes with second kids though, you start to show a whole hell of a lot faster.

the Dictator had a great time at the aquarium too.  he loved the area that simulated a wave crashing into the rocks.

and he got to spend some quality time with daddy.  (daddy who works super hard during the week and is often pretty tired during the weekends)

ok, soooo what else…

i don’t know.  i watch too much daytime television these days.  the Dictator LOVES the Ellen Show, so we end up watching that almost daily.  it’s pretty funny to watch him dance to the beginning songs.  i’d post video, but i think i deleted it because it wasn’t very good quality.  that will be changing soon though when our new camcorder comes in the mail.  i decided we needed to get one to video the kids together.  they will only be little once.  i want to take advantage of it.  plus, i need good blackmail material for when they get older.

i also joined twitter recently.  i’m still trying to figure it out.  i might put a badge up on the site so you all can follow me.  i’m probably just as boring there as i am here.  so really, it’s up to you.

one more thing, if you have left me a comment in the last month or so and it is not showing up, it might have fallen into my spam folder and been deleted.  sorry, but there were 570+ spam comments and i just do not have the will to go through all that.  comment again and i’ll try not to let it slip through.

ok, so that’s all for me today.  i will TRY very hard to post more regularly.  i know it is the way to get and keep readers.  i’m just…lazy.  no real excuse besides lazy.  i’m not gonna lie.

let the absentmindedness begin.

sorry dear and loyal reader (ok, maybe there is more than 1 of you that i don’t actually know) i am sorry that i have been absent lately.  it’s just that i’m soooooooo tired.  and slightly nauseated.  all.the.time.

but hey, at least i’ve managed to quit smoking.  the smell makes me want to puke.  GAH!!  i was at meglomart this morning and just walking past the ashtrays made my stomach turn.  so that’s a really good thing because doctors don’t usually like women in my “condition” to smoke anyway.

yes, you guessed it.  we are having a baby.  well, not at this moment, but this year.  around november.  and let me tell you, november cannot come soon enough.  i HATE being pregnant.  i thought that this time it might be different because we were actively trying to knock me up- unlike last time- but no.  this sucks.  maybe it is just the first 3 months that suck the worst.  ok, maybe the first 3 and the last 2.  the middle months aren’t that bad.  before one gets so HUGE that she actually waddles.

anyway, we are hoping for a girl.  but we’ll see.  the Dictator has told us that he “befers”  (aka “prefers”) a little brother, but he knows he doesn’t get to pick.

so that is it for me.  i’m pregnant and exhausted and slightly queasy.  more about something else later.