Update
>> Thursday, July 22, 2010
- I'm 33 weeks today. I washed all of the baby's clothes (in perfume-and-dye-free detergent) yesterday, because I felt like it was the only thing I had any control over while so much of my life felt so uncertain.
- We found a house to rent today and put down our deposit. A seemingly simple thing, but a very big deal, considering we were planning to move next Tuesday and until today didn't know where we were moving to. It was all in God's timing and all His doing. No doubt about that.
- Now, we have a lot of packing to do!
~Proverbs 3:5 Read more...
Just Checking In
>> Monday, July 12, 2010
I'm here. Although I haven't been here so much lately because I've been just so busy. This is going to be one of those bullet list posts, because that's all I have the energy for. So, here's what I've been doing:
- Wrapping up my judicial clerkship, and getting started in the freelance world. (Legal research and writing, to be specific.)
- Looking for a house.
- Having Braxton Hicks contractions.
- Celebrating the Fourth of July.
- Learning how to give CPR to babies (and kids and big people).
- Feeling sick and well and everything in between.
- Doing lots of laundry.
- Rubbing my belly. A lot. (I can feel the baby's head on one side and her little feet sticking out on the other.)
- Reading this, a gift from my mom, which she bought at a Beth Moore conference.
- Praying.
Nostalgia
>> Tuesday, June 29, 2010
Nostalgia
We used to ride the Wave Swinger,
those spinning swings,
late in the afternoon,
after the funnel cakes.
A break between
roller coasters
and water slides.
The swing and sway was
fast enough for fun,
calm enough
to wind us down
and cool our skin
from the sun-salty-heat
of the day.
~Robyn L., 6/29/10
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We used to ride the Wave Swinger,
those spinning swings,
late in the afternoon,
after the funnel cakes.
A break between
roller coasters
and water slides.
The swing and sway was
fast enough for fun,
calm enough
to wind us down
and cool our skin
from the sun-salty-heat
of the day.
~Robyn L., 6/29/10
First Approach
>> Monday, June 21, 2010
I'm walking into Trader Joe's, when a man who is exiting the store approaches me. He is tall, has dreadlocks, and speaks with a Caribbean (?) accent.
How many months are you?... I'm sorry for asking; I just love pregnancy. I think it's so amazing that G-d can place a baby in a woman's womb and grow it there.... Is it a boy?... A girl?... My youngest daughter is seven years old. She really changed me. She made me a softer person.... What number is this?... Enjoy it! Enjoy it!
This is the first time a stranger has asked me about my pregnancy. And you know what? I like it.
Twenty-Eight Weeks
>> Friday, June 18, 2010
I did the glucose screening this morning. The glucose drink tasted like a super-sweet, flat (orange) soda. Not extremely bad. But still, I felt a little nauseous (and dizzy) after chugging it within the five-minute time frame. I should get the results in a few days.
On Monday, I have an ultrasound scheduled. During my last ultrasound, they discovered that I had a marginal placenta previa, so they want to make sure that the placenta has moved. I'm thinking it probably has. If it hasn't, the worst-case scenario is that I would have to deliver by Cesarean. But as my doctor said, (who is also pregnant, by the way), unless we find out otherwise, we are going to think that the placenta has moved and everything is fine. So, everything's fine.
I'm still waiting to hear back about the interview I had last week. They are supposed to have a decision by July 2nd. In the meantime, I got another bite--this time regarding a job with the federal govertment that I applied for two months ago. The pros: job security, good benefits, a good department. (I'm interested in immigration law, and this office deals with immigration.) The cons: I would have to move back to the D.C. area, which means my husband would also have to find a job there. And, the cost of living is higher there than where we currently live. And, and, and, I would really miss the ocean.
Twenty-eight weeks: more excitement (third trimester!) and more confusion. I'm totally ready for Shabbat tonight because I need to let my brain (and heart and soul) chill out.
*UPDATE*
I just came back from my ultrasound. Just like the doctor had said, everything is fine. Unfortunately, baby girl would not cooperate with the ultrasound tech, so we didn't have a good look at her girly bits. (Or her face, even.) I'm just going to take it in faith that the last ultrasound was correct, and we won't need to swap all of our pink stuff for blue!
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