As I frequently do, I was looking at my blog stats and seeing some of the searches that have brought people here. And then I saw this. And no joke, fell out of my chair from laughing.
how to deal with a crazy baby momma?
Now I’m just saying, and trying to do so without judgment, but you might have thought of that before you got her pregnant. Just a suggestion. (Yes, I know things happen and people change! But still, people!)
I’ve been so neglectful of my blog lately! These music posts were ones I did all at once a week or so ago, and I meant for them to be in addition to my regular posts. Unfortunately, I have even less than usual to talk about.
I’m in a holding pattern with my pregnancy…at that stage where you’re just kind of waiting to see if the baby is healthy at the major ultrasound. And of course there’s all of the girl or boy anticipation. I’m tired of people asking what we’re having. I don’t really get that. It seems to me that your first question would be asking how I’m doing, or if the baby is healthy. I spent some time with my neighbor this morning and she’s probably the first person I’ve encountered in weeks who hasn’t asked if we know the sex yet! It was nice. And truly, I just don’t care. If God himself came down and told me I could pick one or the other, I’d choose a girl just to even things up a little bit. But since it’s out of my control it is a non-issue. It will be what it will be, and as long as we have a healthy baby we couldn’t be happier. (And please don’t feel like it’s not OK to ask…it is, but since I don’t know yet, it’s a little bit like getting a phone call every day asking if you’ve gone into labor or had that baby yet. Mildly annoying, but you know it’s just because people care and are interested!) I think my perspective is different from most because I’ve learned through my own experience and that of others that a healthy baby or safe pregnancy are not always guaranteed. So I probably worry more about that than the average person. Though I would like to know if I can call this baby he or she…and picking out a name would be nice, too! We did start a registry this week, more as a checklist for me than anything else, so I know what I need to get. With so much time between our 1st and 3rd, we’ve had to get rid of some things that are essential, like the car seat that was expired. (Yes, they do expire…check yours!)
And of course our money situation is starting to worry me. My husband has now been unemployed for almost 2.5 months and our meager savings is quickly drying up. We absolutely cannot afford to move, and he doesn’t have any guaranteed customers yet. He has had several meetings scheduled, but no definite contracts yet. We’re hopeful for this to happen soon, but even then it may take a couple of months to see income. Until then, we’re doing what we can to save money where we can but I’m getting scared. I’d go get a job, but now that I’m pretty obviously pregnant, nobody seems to want to hire me. I understand why not, but we’re in a really scary place right now and even a small income would benefit us greatly!
And then there’s the whole back thing, which has prevented me from spending much time at the computer. It’s still pretty painful, and even though I’ve gotten a wonderful aromatherapy heating pad (can’t recommend it enough!) I have to limit my time with it because of my pregnancy. And I can’t take Advil or any other anti-inflammatory type drug, so I’ve mainly had to grin and bear it. There is some improvement, but right now it’s just painful to sit here, so I avoid it.
So between the uneventfulness, the worry, and the pain, I have little to talk about. Hopefully this week will provide some blog fodder. Until then, prayers and good thoughts for a healthy baby at our ultrasound on September 2 and our financial situation are much appreciated. Watch this space for baby news the day after Labor Day!
Grey’s Anatomy fans may recognize this one from (I think!) the last episode of Season 3. I discovered Ingrid Michaelson after falling in love with this song, and really enjoy a lot of her music. It’s available as a single now, so if you’re not a fan of the GA soundtrack you can get it by itself!
And since I found the GA clip with the song, here it is for your viewing pleasure!
Yeah, I’m watching the Olympics. It’s the first time my 5 year old has really been old enough to get into it and he’s been enjoying volleyball, gymnastics, rowing, swimming, and more. Personally, I’ve religiously followed the women’s gymnastics because I took and loved gymnastics as a kid. I’ve been very disappointed in the way the judges have scored the American women, though. I think there’s been a clear bias and it bothers me a lot because our gymnasts really deserved better. I guess I should be glad they’ve won the medals they have but it seems like it’s been really unfair from my perspective.
I’ve also watched a little bit of Michael Phelps coverage and my husband and I stayed up Saturday night to see him win his 8th gold. For the first time in my life I found myself identifying more with the mother rather than the athlete. Not that I was ever much of an athlete but as a young person I found it easier to identify with them. Now I find myself watching Michael Phelps’ mom and seeing her pride and joy for her son and I think that one day, I may be the mom of someone who does something truly extraordinary. Not that I will mind if my kids are just ordinary (Grey’s Anatomy reference there) but wow…they have SUCH a future ahead of them and they can DO anything and BE anything now. At their ages, they’re not too old to get involved in anything from swimming to running to gymnastics, and even things beyond the world of sports…politics, academics, the arts…the list is endless now. I feel like my oldest, especially, is on the brink of discovering who he is and where his strengths lie. He is super smart and though he lacks the discipline, really enjoys sports and is also a very attractive child. I really believe he has the capacity to excel in anything he has the desire to pursue. One day I’d love to see him up on that podium, receiving a gold medal.
But I’d also love to see him as nothing more than a typical hard working man who loves his wife and children and treats them well, just like his dad. There’s honor in both paths and heroes everywhere. So while I have huge respect for Michael Phelps and his accomplishments, it’s good to remind myself that there’s so much more to being a success than winning a record number of medals.
I do love jazz on occasion, and Madeleine Peyroux is one of my favorites. You can’t go wrong with anything on the Careless Love CD, but this is one of my favorite tracks.
