Monday, September 26, 2005 09:35 p.m.
This past weekend was very full. Our friends Tatiana & Eric stayed over on Friday night, en route to a Saturday afternoon wedding in Rochester, NY. We were up late chatting and awoke early to have coffee with them and see them on their way. On Saturday, I ran a bunch of errands while T continued painting at the new place. He's doing a great job. The nursery is pretty much finished, and the living room is underway:
On Saturday night, I made a tasty steamed veggie & seaweed dinner concoction and we ate it while watching Part One of No Direction Home, the new Bob Dylan film by Martin Scorsese. Unfortunately, my daughter-to-be had other plans for me and I fell asleep midway through (my bedtime is getting earlier and earlier as my pregnancy advances). I loved what I saw, though, and we own the DVD so I am looking forward to watching it again soon. All you Dylan fans should definitely check it out!
On Sunday, we went to a party at T's brother Kevin's place. He had a BBQ in honor of our 33rd birthdays. In addition to a few folks we already knew, he invited some of our new neighbors. We've got some cool folks on our new street. A good time was had by all.
It's almost 10 PM here, I am exhausted and the baby is kicking up a storm. Time to sign off and get into bed with my book.
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Thursday, September 15, 2005 09:22 p.m.
Lots going on in our little world...
T and I closed the deal on our new house a week and a half ago, and the renovations have already begun. We've had a mason in there all week; he's rebuilding one of the downstairs walls. We picked out the kitchen cabinets and countertop and have made installation arrangements with a contractor. T has been painting almost every night this week after work. Because I'm pregnant, I can't help with the paint or be anywhere near the fumes... so there hasn't been much for me to do yet. We hope to move our furniture and other stuff in mid-October, and I'll probably be doing the lion's share of the packing and unpacking while T takes care of the heavy lifting.
I have been working long hours lately. Since my co-worker Pina went on maternity leave three weeks ago, I have been given a lot more responsibility at the office... specifically in the area of accounting. I have never been a numbers person, so it has been a rather intimidating adjustment. I am not used to handling so much money or having to concentrate so intensely for such long periods of time. It's hard, but it's also rewarding because I am getting a lot accomplished and learning many new things and it's all for a good cause. It definitely wipes me out, though.
Last Thursday, we found out that our baby is a girl. We're both very happy! Certain members of our families were rooting for a boy and they told us so, and this kind of threw a weird vibe into the equation. I think it's a little strange when people actively prefer boys over girls or vice-versa... who cares, as long as the baby is healthy? Is that completely naive of me? It's especially strange to feel pressure from your own families about something over which you have absolutely no control. Although I had no preference whatsoever, I have to admit there was a tiny part of me that - for a brief instant - felt disappointed when I learned that the baby wasn't a boy... and I think that disappointment, however fleeting, was 100% caused by my desire to make our families happy. The truth is, I am overjoyed at the thought of having a daughter and I know that everyone else will be happy, too. Hopefully, it won't take forever to find a name that T and I both like.
I am finally able to feel the baby moving inside of me. What a cool sensation! Usually, it's just a short series of flutters in my lower abdomen three or four times a day. I've noticed that she tends to be most active just after I've eaten something sweet, which makes sense. Occasionally, she'll kick me in the bladder... which doesn't hurt, but it isn't exactly comfortable either. As she grows, she'll kick harder and I probably won't be so cheery about it. But for now, I am comforted by her movements. She's letting me know that everything's OK in there.
T and I both turn 33 next week, and this Saturday we're traveling South to spend the night in Tuxedo. We're having a celebratory dinner with my mother, sister and bro-in-law at The Melting Pot, a fondue restaurant I am eager to try. We probably won't have much of a chance to celebrate on our actual birthdays, what with work and new house chores and all, but our anniversary is soon approaching (October 2nd) and we're planning to get out of town for that, treat ourselves a little and relax a lot. Can't wait!
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Sunday, September 4, 2005 04:42 p.m.
At this point, there is nothing that I could write about the Hurricane Katrina situation that hasn't already been written 100 times more eloquently by someone else. Suffice it to say that I am absolutely appalled by everything I have read and seen on TV. To echo what T said earlier this morning as he and I discussed the current state of affairs: if this tragedy doesn't result in some serious change come Midterm Election time, all hope is officially lost. I choose to remain optimistic, despite this. I don't see how anyone with a conscience will be able to sit back and watch this bullshit continue.
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