I keep putting off this letter in the hopes that you'll have arrived before I can finish, but it's time we talked.
I haven't heard from your mom in a couple of days, but I bet she is getting pretty tired. I wanted to be sure you knew how much the world is awaiting your arrival!
Now, don't get me wrong. I don't blame you: I'm not a big fan of going outside in the winter either. And you are surely nice and cozy where you are. But there are plenty of warm, fuzzy pajamas waiting for you. And warm arms. And a big brother who cannot wait to see his little sister!
Baby B, your fans are waiting! We want to know your real name! We want to see what you look like!
You might be upset because you missed 1-11-11. Consider that there is still time for a great palindrome of a birthday. 1-13-11, 1-14-11. Still cool!
Baby B, the world is one less without you here. Please come soon! We love you already.
Your friend,
Kim
Showing posts with label The Watched Pot. Show all posts
Showing posts with label The Watched Pot. Show all posts
Wednesday, January 12, 2011
Sunday, October 4, 2009
Dear Amelia
I've gotten lots of well-wishes over the weekend, including this beautiful letter from Liz. It's a full moon! Please join Liz--not to mention me and Dean--in inviting Amelia to come join the world outside the womb!
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Dear Amelia,
I know we haven't met yet, but I'm one of your mom's friends, and I thought I should introduce myself early so you'll know me from an early age. Your mom and I have been great pen pals over the years (well not always great at being pen pals, since we had our occasional lulls in letter-writing, but great pen pals nonetheless), so I thought something in the form of a letter would be most appropriate.
I know from reading your mom's blog that you're still on the inside, and she's rather ready for you to come out. In fact, there are lots of us out here ready for you to come out and show yourself to the world. I keep waiting to log on to Question Air and see it say, "The pot is simmering" or boiling or boiling over! But no luck. It sounds like you're making some progress, helping mom's body open up for you, but you're going to have to make a big move to get things going.
My guess is that you're a little nervous about coming out. It's all warm and snuggly there in mommy's belly. You're familiar with the space -- maybe you even have some posters of My Little Pony up on the walls. You can sleep when you want, stay close to mom, don't even have to work hard to get your food. But here's the thing -- things are great on the outside, too. You have not just a mom, but a dad, and he'd super-love to get to hold you, too. And mom would like to be able to put you down sometimes -- not for long, I promise, but just to get a little break. They want to see your face and kiss you and snuggle you close. And there's even more people who love you and want to see you, too -- like grandparents and an aunt and uncle. They've been waiting for you and getting excited about you coming for a long time. You are a dream come true for all of them, and they can't wait to meet you.
I remember when my little boy was snuggled up inside of me. It was a wonderful time for him and me both, but he eventually decided to head out (haha), and it's been loads of fun since then. Now he can crawl and is learning to stand. He gets to eat lots of different things. He can pat the doggie (you have a cat named Suki) and sit in my lap to read a book. When he came out I got to see his cute dimples, especially when he smiles. Do you have dimples? We don't know yet because we can't see you!
So please, please, Amelia, come out and see us! You mom and dad are totally ready. They're getting worried that if you don't come out on your own, someone will come in after you, and no one wants that!
We love you, Amelia!
Miss Liz
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Dear Amelia,
I know we haven't met yet, but I'm one of your mom's friends, and I thought I should introduce myself early so you'll know me from an early age. Your mom and I have been great pen pals over the years (well not always great at being pen pals, since we had our occasional lulls in letter-writing, but great pen pals nonetheless), so I thought something in the form of a letter would be most appropriate.
I know from reading your mom's blog that you're still on the inside, and she's rather ready for you to come out. In fact, there are lots of us out here ready for you to come out and show yourself to the world. I keep waiting to log on to Question Air and see it say, "The pot is simmering" or boiling or boiling over! But no luck. It sounds like you're making some progress, helping mom's body open up for you, but you're going to have to make a big move to get things going.
My guess is that you're a little nervous about coming out. It's all warm and snuggly there in mommy's belly. You're familiar with the space -- maybe you even have some posters of My Little Pony up on the walls. You can sleep when you want, stay close to mom, don't even have to work hard to get your food. But here's the thing -- things are great on the outside, too. You have not just a mom, but a dad, and he'd super-love to get to hold you, too. And mom would like to be able to put you down sometimes -- not for long, I promise, but just to get a little break. They want to see your face and kiss you and snuggle you close. And there's even more people who love you and want to see you, too -- like grandparents and an aunt and uncle. They've been waiting for you and getting excited about you coming for a long time. You are a dream come true for all of them, and they can't wait to meet you.
I remember when my little boy was snuggled up inside of me. It was a wonderful time for him and me both, but he eventually decided to head out (haha), and it's been loads of fun since then. Now he can crawl and is learning to stand. He gets to eat lots of different things. He can pat the doggie (you have a cat named Suki) and sit in my lap to read a book. When he came out I got to see his cute dimples, especially when he smiles. Do you have dimples? We don't know yet because we can't see you!
So please, please, Amelia, come out and see us! You mom and dad are totally ready. They're getting worried that if you don't come out on your own, someone will come in after you, and no one wants that!
We love you, Amelia!
Miss Liz
Friday, October 2, 2009
Here we are
I found this green sparkly sweater today in the back of my closet. I bought in way back in the spring, on clearance, thinking there might be a few chilly days before the baby came. It looks better on the baby than it does on me, I think.
No baby, just a very pregnant person.
I was just reading Beyond Friendship Gate and saw that Caroline was wondering about the lack of post yesterday. No baby, just a very pregnant person. I taught yesterday and then stayed to check off some homework and do some other work in my office. I am really hoping not to have to go back to school on Tuesday. My students are choosing writing topics and helping them with that is always an involved process. Since I am not going to be grading this first set of papers it would probably be better if Agnes (my "sub") knew something about their topic selections anyway. Even if the baby is not here I could stop working, but I want to have as much time as possible after she is here to be out-- and it could be another week or so after next Tuesday, I guess.
I am getting a little worn out with the waiting, and the due date isn't even here. One thing that didn't help was having my doctor schedule an induction for the 12th. He said, "Don't get mad if the hospital calls you, it's just easier if you have a room in advance." The 12th is a week beyond the due date. He talked about various natural methods of induction, which is fine, but I don't like feeling as though there is a deadline. I guess if it comes to that there will be tests and things and I can fight against the induction on the 12th if I don't want it. Still, it's annoying to have to think about. I should have found a midwife.
Other than that, Wednesday's doctor visit was fine. Happy baby, 80% effaced, 3 cm dilated. The doctor said something must be going on, since I am effaced and dilated and the baby's head is "way, way down." (He actually said, "I don't see how you're walking around, her head is so far down." I can often feel the pressure of her head. She will likely be a little coneheaded baby.)
I am planning a long, long walk today. I am also going to pack up some of my maternity clothes--it's too cool for some of them, and I have outgrown others. That will be very satisfying.
In conclusion, please ask Amelia to join us outside in the lovely fall weather here. Today would be fine, or this weekend. Before Wednesday would be okay too. Of course we will take her whenever she comes, but we are ready--as ready as we can be...
I am getting a little worn out with the waiting, and the due date isn't even here. One thing that didn't help was having my doctor schedule an induction for the 12th. He said, "Don't get mad if the hospital calls you, it's just easier if you have a room in advance." The 12th is a week beyond the due date. He talked about various natural methods of induction, which is fine, but I don't like feeling as though there is a deadline. I guess if it comes to that there will be tests and things and I can fight against the induction on the 12th if I don't want it. Still, it's annoying to have to think about. I should have found a midwife.
Other than that, Wednesday's doctor visit was fine. Happy baby, 80% effaced, 3 cm dilated. The doctor said something must be going on, since I am effaced and dilated and the baby's head is "way, way down." (He actually said, "I don't see how you're walking around, her head is so far down." I can often feel the pressure of her head. She will likely be a little coneheaded baby.)
I am planning a long, long walk today. I am also going to pack up some of my maternity clothes--it's too cool for some of them, and I have outgrown others. That will be very satisfying.
In conclusion, please ask Amelia to join us outside in the lovely fall weather here. Today would be fine, or this weekend. Before Wednesday would be okay too. Of course we will take her whenever she comes, but we are ready--as ready as we can be...
Wednesday, September 30, 2009
The Watched Pot
is not boiling yet.
Momma-to-be is tired and does not have a lot to say right now. But if you want a great story of a family's new addition, you should go to http://andemmamakes5.blogspot.com/. Don't start at the first entry--go back for at least a few pages and start from there.
Momma-to-be is tired and does not have a lot to say right now. But if you want a great story of a family's new addition, you should go to http://andemmamakes5.blogspot.com/. Don't start at the first entry--go back for at least a few pages and start from there.
Tuesday, September 29, 2009
Daily Update
I'm off to yoga. My pass ran out last week so I THOUGHT that might be a sign--plus the dictionary.com word of the day is "ameliorate." Come on! But no--no baby yet.
Monday, September 28, 2009
Sagittarius For Monday, September 28
Whether you realize it or not, you're in the midst of some amazing changes right now. Trouble is that the most productive ones usually take the longest to complete. Luckily, if you keep your eyes and ears open today, you'll find a few sweet shortcuts that will help you skip all of the boring stuff and jump right to all the fun stuff. These shortcuts will require a heavy amount of bravado on your part, but if you know how to fake it 'til you make it, you'll be all set!
I've become interested in my horoscope these days. This one's pretty intriguing. Shortcuts? Hmm.
I've become interested in my horoscope these days. This one's pretty intriguing. Shortcuts? Hmm.
Saturday, September 26, 2009
Single Digits
Do we notice that the little clicker says NINE DAYS?
The later I get in the pregnancy, the more my writing mind returns. I couldn't sleep, so I got up to write. And to drink chocolate milk. Maybe when the baby is here, I'll be super prolific?
The later I get in the pregnancy, the more my writing mind returns. I couldn't sleep, so I got up to write. And to drink chocolate milk. Maybe when the baby is here, I'll be super prolific?
Friday, September 25, 2009
"I'm feeling scared but it's a good feeling!"
Thus exclaimed one of the kids in the pool the other day as his swimming instructor guided him and another boy into the deep end.
That's just how I feel!
DC has several pools throughout the city where residents can swim for free. I've been going to the pool a lot lately, 3 times this week. Lest you be unduly impressed, I mostly float. The floating seems to help the swelling in my feet and hands--my doctor told me take my wedding ring off last week. And it really helps my back. At our neighborhood pool, they allot about half of the pool for lanes and about half for just open water, where a variety of what seem mostly to be non-swimmers float, water walk, stand in the shallow end with arm weights, or hang onto the edge and kick. I have been one of their ranks for the past few weeks now. They are a friendly bunch, very non-judgmental.
The fun thing about floating is the people-watching. When I go in the mornings there is sometimes a water aerobics class in which mostly older, even elderly, people bop, kick and pump their arms to comically incongruous techno music. And the other afternoon I got to meet a gaggle of young girls in the locker room as they got ready for swim team practice. They were maybe 8-ish years old and were not shy about parading around completely naked or about openly staring at my belly.
Also, I have now twice been used as a biology lesson to toddlers, whose mothers, noting their child's wide-eyed peeks at my mid-section, explain, "She has a baby in her tummy!"
At this news the children always look somewhat doubtful and concerned.
That's just how I feel!
DC has several pools throughout the city where residents can swim for free. I've been going to the pool a lot lately, 3 times this week. Lest you be unduly impressed, I mostly float. The floating seems to help the swelling in my feet and hands--my doctor told me take my wedding ring off last week. And it really helps my back. At our neighborhood pool, they allot about half of the pool for lanes and about half for just open water, where a variety of what seem mostly to be non-swimmers float, water walk, stand in the shallow end with arm weights, or hang onto the edge and kick. I have been one of their ranks for the past few weeks now. They are a friendly bunch, very non-judgmental.
The fun thing about floating is the people-watching. When I go in the mornings there is sometimes a water aerobics class in which mostly older, even elderly, people bop, kick and pump their arms to comically incongruous techno music. And the other afternoon I got to meet a gaggle of young girls in the locker room as they got ready for swim team practice. They were maybe 8-ish years old and were not shy about parading around completely naked or about openly staring at my belly.
Also, I have now twice been used as a biology lesson to toddlers, whose mothers, noting their child's wide-eyed peeks at my mid-section, explain, "She has a baby in her tummy!"
At this news the children always look somewhat doubtful and concerned.
Thursday, September 24, 2009
So much for horoscopes
Yesterday was remarkably uneventful. I did get all of the rhetorical analysis projects graded for my classes, though, which is a grading world record.
Last night, during one of the few moments I actually slept, I dreamed the baby was home in her crib and I was seeing her for the first time, wondering when she had been born. I picked her up and she opened her eyes--she had pretty eyes--and took her to Dean, who explained to me when I had had her (I don't remember his explanation now, but it made sense at the time).
Last night, during one of the few moments I actually slept, I dreamed the baby was home in her crib and I was seeing her for the first time, wondering when she had been born. I picked her up and she opened her eyes--she had pretty eyes--and took her to Dean, who explained to me when I had had her (I don't remember his explanation now, but it made sense at the time).
Wednesday, September 23, 2009
For Wednesday, September 23: Sagittarius
No baby yet. But I happened to read my horoscope this morning while scrolling through the Post headlines--soemthing I almost never do.
It begins
-Your dull routine won't seem so dull today -- the universe has a few surprises in store for you, and you are going to enjoy every single one of them!
Hmm. It continues:
So reach out and embrace all the chaos as it comes. After all, it isn't boring -- it is stimulating your mind in a brand-new way. If you get too anxious about how things are going to work out, you'll be putting yourself through emotional distress for no reason. Just roll with the unexpected reactions people have to your comments.
I have a lot of work planned for today--maybe I should get started early.
It begins
-Your dull routine won't seem so dull today -- the universe has a few surprises in store for you, and you are going to enjoy every single one of them!
Hmm. It continues:
So reach out and embrace all the chaos as it comes. After all, it isn't boring -- it is stimulating your mind in a brand-new way. If you get too anxious about how things are going to work out, you'll be putting yourself through emotional distress for no reason. Just roll with the unexpected reactions people have to your comments.
I have a lot of work planned for today--maybe I should get started early.
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