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.
Wednesday, September 30, 2009
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
No baby, but...
I just got a letter that The South Carolina Review is going to publish one of my poems!
Like Couldbank last spring, they sent the letter in the SASE I included with the submission. I guess even when you get in the journal, they don't see a reason not to use the stamp you provide.
That was a quick turnaround!
Like Couldbank last spring, they sent the letter in the SASE I included with the submission. I guess even when you get in the journal, they don't see a reason not to use the stamp you provide.
That was a quick turnaround!
"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).
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