playin'

Weird belly shots

Now playing Madeleine Peyroux Careless Love
A really beautiful jazz singer who sounds like Billie Holiday, except she is white and recorded this album in 2004. I am quite impressed...

So y'all can see my giant belly.

I have been having weird powerful dreams about an x-bf. I keep hearing this is normal but it is disturbing...

Still hot here, still not doing too much. J comes home Saturday. I have calculated that he has escaped about 6 weeks of my pregnancy. That really doesn't seem fair somehow.

Hot

Holy shit it is Hot here. I am not sure that it even hit 80 today let me check...
So I guess it was 80 here. But it often doesn't get that hot. I am sweaty and miserable feeling. Does this stop me from eating? No. Does it stop me from eating the mozzarella cheese that I am pretty sure is giving me intestinal distress? No.

I was trying to order some diaper covers because all of my current diaper covers are newborn and good until about 10 lbs. When do babies get to be 10 lbs? After a little research - it seems that it can be somewhere like 6 weeks to 2 months; of course depending on how big the baby was at birth. But the babies goal is to double its birth weight by 4 months. I did not know this and thought y'all should know too.

Is it weird that I am getting weepy thinking that they really do grow so fast?
I am 31 weeks today. The last week of my seventh month. It really seemed like it has flown by - even though I have been pregnant for most of this year.
The baby will put on like 2 lbs this month, doubling the 2 lbs he weighs now.

Maybe is the heat and my extra sweaty right pit.
I am feeling weird and weepy.

I was listening to Ben Folds Five song "Gracie" and I was bawling! bordering on sobbing.

If anyone is looking for a clutch puss rock album, allow me to recommend Nada Surf's Let Go
They are playing here October 21st. Can I still go to shows 34 weeks pregnant?

Random Inquiry

Does one of your armpits sweat more than the other?
My winner is the right.

Also as a side note:
I think #1 kicked a man who was sitting too close to me on the bus today. Is it possible to be that sassy in utero?
The man was shocked. It was a good kick.

I have been published

San Francisco Chronicle Letters to the Editor Sept 26, 2005

I am at the very bottom of the page. I do sound rather stupid but oh well.

Dare to Look at this Salad

I made this. Notice the tiny little pickles, they have a fancy name that I think starts with a C.
BEHOLD!
I also made a vinaigrette out of EVO, vinegar, lime juice and grey poupon.
Look what watching the cooking channel makes me do...
Salad Nicoise!

We actually went out last night

So jon and I actually went out last night. We left the house at 10:30, this is unheard of for me at this stage of pregnancy but, there I was.
We went to go see one of our favorite live bands, Mono. They are so freaking good I think this is the 4th time I have seen them. If you are into Japanese, experimental, noise of the tightest, most controlled caliber, this is a band for you to see live. Even if you aren't and you just want to see some crazy Japanese kids rock out HARD - again go see them. You can't help but be so present in the music and the moment, it literally envelopes you and raises the hairs on your arms.
Here is there website. I HIGHLY recommend that you see them if they come to your area.
They really rock.
They were prefaced by a decent band The Drift, which is a side project of one of the dudes from Tarentel. I was under the impression that you had to have something happening with your real band to have a side project but I guess I was wrong...

The second band that played was freakin horrible. And they were loud. Good thing I am a true old lady and brought my ear plugs. Because my shit would have been ringing. It seems the message from this band is well the louder we play the more people won't notice how bad we suck. The only reason we didn't leave during their set was we would have lost our plumb seats, and mama needs to sit down...

While at the show I began to worry about the potential hearing damage I was inflicting on our son. He really liked the show though, or he hated it, because he was dancing around like crazy. I guess people are not used to seeing big fat preggos at shows cause peeps were getting their stare on. Like shit what am I supposed to do stay home and hide myself away simply because I am a vessel of life? No dammit, revere me! I'll be doing plenty of staying home shortly.

So it was fun and then today just a little while ago Jon left for Korea and Hong Kong. Just a week though, he'll be back next Saturday.

If anyone feels like calling me; this is the week to do it.

peace out

Maybe Not too Bad

So three exciting things happened since last I wrote,
1) we went out to eat at this fancy restaurant with Jon's cousin's partner. We call him Butters because well, he is exactly like what Butters would be like if he ever grew up. He is hilarious and weird, he gets real nervous and then buys like hundred dollar bottles of wine. I ate like a cow!
I had these yummy squash blossoms filled with dungeoness crab and cheeses. Then I had this amazing tomato salad that was literally four slices of tomatoes with house made mozzarella, salt, olive oil, vinegar, and basil. It was $12.50. Ha ha.
Then I had Kobe beef steak and then I made the table order three desserts so we got bananas foster, this triple chocolate mousse thing, and a fig and blueberry tart. It was fantastic! I also had a glass and 1/2 of wine and was feelin fine. Well, until I slept 'till like one today. What a light weight I have become...

2) I got a fan letter from AZ, from someone I don't even know and am not related to. People are reading my blog, VALIDATION. Thanks KR.

3) I wrote this letter to the San Francisco Chronicle, which is the big newspaper out here, about how I think we should all vote no on Prop 73, and they are "considering it for Mondays publication"

This is Prop 73-------

"Waiting Period and Parental Notification Before Terminating of Minor's Parents. Initiative Constitutional Amendment.
-Amends California Constitution, prohibiting abortion for unemancipated minor until 48 hours after physician notifies minor's parent/legal guardian, except in medical emergency or with parental waiver.
-Defines abortion as causing death of the unborn child, a child conceived but not yet born.
-Permits minor to obtain court order waiving notice based on clear, convincing evidence of minor's maturity or best interests.
-Mandates various reporting requirements.
-Authorizes monetary damages against physicians for violation.
-Requires minor’s consent to abortion, with certain exceptions. •
-Permits judicial relief if minor consent coerced."

I sort of forgot what I wrote in the letter and I am pretty sure that I will sound like an illiterate ass-wipe. Maybe it went like "i think kids should get them abortions if theys wants too cause well, sex is fun, and you shouldn't have to be punished for havin a bit o fun."

We'll see if it is accepted and then my house gets fire bombed.

Jon leaves tomorrow...

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This stuff rules for clearing up my chip-eating, chocolate-ravaged, face.
Kiehl's is excellent stuff.
I am in the process of ordering this for #1 Stunna.

Even I am starting to feel bored with myself.

Here are some things that are not boring.
1. RITA
2. My awesome one of a kind boppy cover, if you don't know what that us educate yo'self.
3. Watching the first two seasons of Six Feet Under, like I am addicted to it. Wait that is boring.

Maybe I should make a list of things that are obsessing me that are incredibly boring.
1. We finally decided what crib to get, it is this one, isn't it the cutest? In white.
2. My eternal, teenage-like, malaise. I had to fill out a "mood questionnaire" at my last check up and I think I failed.
3. I hit 200lbs at my last check-up as well and I can't help but feel like bawling every time I think of it. No wonder my knees creak like haunted floor boards every time I walk up stairs. Also no longer a mystery why I feel like I am going to pass out when I do get to the top of those stairs, my heart is probably on the verge of exploding...
4. Also Jon is leaving again on Saturday. It is not going to be a fun week in my head.

bitch and moan

Favorite Website

Don't buy a book without this website: FetchBook.Info

Anxiety

So Jon is in lovely Paris, called me slightly tipsy and saying Bonjour and Oui oui over and over again. And telling me about the delicious mashed potatoes he had that were at least 50% butter. He is going to come home with the gout.
p.s. you don't call you pregnant wife and tell her about all the amazing food you are eating. All I care about is food. I want Jon to only bring back eatables from Paris and cadbury chocolate from London specifically Wispa candy bars. And lots of them.
While in Yoga today all I could think about was food. There is this ice cream place called Mitchel's in SF and they make their own iced cream and to say it was delicious would be the understatement of the day. YUM. However, it would be an app. $30 cab ride round trip to get to said parlor. I am going to try to beg one of my car having friends to have mercy and take me there.
Usually when Jon is away I don't allow myself to pine away for him until a day or so before he returns. I started pinning yesterday. I miss him.
Plus I signed up for all the baby classes today. A breastfeeding class and the childbirth class. That gave me major adjida (sp), like holy shit this is really really happening. Now I am all anxious because the childbirth class goes from Nov. 2 to Nov 16, what if I go into labor early (because that happens so often with first babies) and I don't get to finish the class and I don't know how to have the baby!
AUGH! ok not going to happen. I was sort of thinking of not even taking the class as noted by an earlier post.
There is this new show on TLC called Bringing Home Baby and it is all about the first few days home with the baby. So this girl was like 20, her husband who was app. 12 was in Iraq, and she had the baby while he was away. So the girl moved back in with her family. The mother on the show was like "oh my god how do two people do this with an infant." So I cried and felt bad for myself and determined that I would be incapable of taking care of the baby without my mother to help me (she will be here from Dec 10-17 though).
Then I remember my dear friends Francesca and Maria both intelligent capable women who were able to manage. I think of them and I feel better.
I can do this. I think.
I mean 14 year olds do this. I can do it. It is just bad without Jon here to laugh at me and tell me we will be fine...

Their Eyes Were Watching God

So I just finished reading this book, by Zora Neale Hurston. It was an incredibly powerful book. This was the first African American feminist novel. And oh my the language is wonderful. "An envious heart makes a treacherous ear" was one of my favorites.
There is a big hurricane disaster in the end of the novel and I just couldn't help but think of Katrina. Isn't it weird, I'm reading a book written in the 1930's and it is so applicable and even parallel to what happened last week.
Just goes to show how everything literally revolves around me, how I was meant to read this book just at this time.

How I Know I am Super Impressionable

We get home from vacation, I pick up the daily pregnancy journal to see what happened to the baby in the last week. It says, "mother may experience nose bleeds due to increase blood volume" I wipe my nose on the back of my hand like I do because I am an animal and I kid you not torrential nose bleed. This is maybe the 3rd or 4th nosebleed I have had in my life. Granted, I had just gotten off a 5 1/2 hour plane ride so it isn't that weird but it was weird that I read about nosebleeds and then instantly had one.
Example #2
I have just entered the THIRD TRIMESTER, like....Now. And the pregnancy books say, expect the tiredness of that first trimester to reappear, with gusto.
BANG! I am sleepy and lazy and lethargic. I don't want to get out of bed I don't want to walk around. I want to lay still and have books read to me.
This is now impossible as Jon is just now taking off for a the next week for Europe. All alone till Saturday next...

Dumb De Dumb Dumb Dumb

Here we are at our baby shower.

I really enjoy being pregnant. Really, much more than I thought I would. It is magical and all that shit to feel the baby moving around and watching my body change. What I don't like is how GD stupid I am. Honestly, I can't remember words, names, dates, anything. Things that I knew like the back of my hand I now can't remember. Having a conversation with me is boring and long winded. This is what the beginnings of dementia must feel like. I know the words or names that I am searching for are in this cobweb brain of mine but getting to them is a long and arduous trek. There are important things going on in the world. Katerina, and the aftermath being one, the new chief justice being another. However, I cannot communicate on any sort of meaningful level.
Please refer to this very smart news blog for any sort of pertinent info. Please refer to my blog for information about my boobs, my bowel movements, and how stupid I am.

Today is the first day of my third trimester. In roughly 10 weeks, give or take, we will be holding {gods willing} our little boy. However 40 weeks, no matter how you cut it, is 10 months my friends. Don't believe the lies.

Hill Billy sex ed

I am back from the East Coast. More on that later, maybe.

I was looking up "rib tenderness" "seven months pregnant" (as of tomorrow) since #1 has been booting me in the right ribs for the last week or so. this site came up.
It is from the UIC, but the questions are either from 12 year olds or hill billies. Please note the cameltoe slide. Which in a new one for me, kids these days...

It is sad and amusing at the same time. Actually, upon further investigation, it is just sad. Are these questions the direct result of the conservatives in the government who don't want to spend money on sex education?