Preludes And Nocturnes

The Creation Museum - a photo journal.

Thanks to Allison for first posting this.

In particular, I love this one and the comments that follow re: tasty bunnies.

Because they have been SLACKING!  The dishwasher is clean and needs unloading and then loading. Drying rack needs emptying. Laudry.. oh laudry… bathroom is growing something, I’m sure, floors need sweeping and vacuuming, and the dust bunnies are gathering their forces.

I’m feeling quite sorry for myself.

I have 40 papers on the table here beside me, 32 in the office, and get 67 more handed in tomorrow.  Jim is under a crazy crunch as his classes all ended today and there is no final so his marks are due asap.  I have the slight benefit of two weeks to mark papers, but then three days to mark all the finals and get final grades into the office.  And I’m tired. Jim is tired.  The kitties seem a bit wiped out as well, but it is tough to really judge how much that differs from any other kitty day.

But one more day of classes for me, and then I won’t need to spend time each day on that drive (at least not every day).  It’ll be fine.  I’m just feeling blue.

And Laurie (lolly/mouse) sent me sea-bands for my nausea. They are awesome.  I have used them at three strategic times already today. And they work.  Praise jeebus. (And Laurie)

So I was over at Meg’s blog and she was talking up the amazingness that is Lollybeads. So then I wandered over to Innocent Bystander and she was also talking crafty stuff and mentioned moi, as well! Which is so sweet. And it got me to thinking about my little etsy store (which I’m very happy with my modest sales as they have financed some further crafty supply buying - which is exactly what I want it for - but also used to purchase two verra cute cloth diapers from a fellow etsian which should arrive next week. The diapers, not the crafter.)

And then I got to thinking about getting some more cards up in the shop and how much I’ve missed being crafty. And I realised that next term I might just have FREE TIME! This made me get a little squee of happy at the very thought of free time for crafting. Oh yes.

Not a maybe thing.  Cravings do not give you an option.  Cravings are pretty much the pee-pee dance of urgency (but for food).

Tonight beeb wanted pancakes with strawberries.  I couldn’t make them fast enough.  They were awesome.

One week of classes left.  I pretty much finished up one of their exams this weekend and I need to get their other one at least started tomorrow.  This week’s teaching is review-focussed and it is difficult to teach review classes without an exam ready.  Not impossible, but difficult.

Tuesday my class of 40 hand in their 10 page research papers (in theory, there are some that I believe will trickle in over the next week) and Thurs/Friday my group of 105 will hand in their slightly shorter 5-7 pagers.  Marking will be crazy, but the teaching will be done and if I do manage to get the second exam written this week - I’ll be set in that department. I hope to get some prep done for next term’s classes in advance, but that is not the biggest worry right now.

Morning sickness seemed better today so I said as much.  I felt positively “okay!” which was the cue for me then being knocked on my butt for a good couple of hours this evening with amazing nausea that made me want to cry.  *shakes fist at nausea*

Bah.

I’m enjoying this website.  They have some cute comics and good articles. I like this one for the current week (especially as one of our ultra sound pics it looks like the beeb has their hand in their mouth:

Maybe you’ve noticed… your baby is a super-duper grower! Your lil’ fetus will be gaining a substantial amount of weight this week and has already achieved fruit-size-status comparable to a plum. What’s more, your little scientist is already starting to explore their body, focusing most intently on touching their head, and especially their face and mouth. Their mouth in particular will provide them with hours of entertainment. This happens not only because your baby is gaining coordination, and is therefore able to move a hand on command, but also because their palms have gained sensation and can actually “feelâ€? what it touches.They’re also developing their swallow reflex this week. And lastly, your baby’s smelling and other olfactory senses will begin developing this week, which when combined with the maturing taste buds, will provide your baby with their first experiences of taste and smell.

Also from their weekly journalist thing:

There is a group of women out there that think they didn’t get morning sickness because they wouldn’t allow themselves to. Like, they think throwing up all day, every day is a state of mind.

“Oh, I just wouldn’t allow myself to throw up,� she says while rubbing her nonexistent belly. “So I didn’t.�

Any pregnant woman that comes across these types of women should turn the other way and run as fast as she can (which might just be lumbering gently away). Why? This woman has the “Miracle of Life Syndrome.�

One of the weeks talked about the intravaginal ultra sound as the “dild0 cam” - TOO FUNNY!

Yup, last night at 10:55pm I *considered* getting up and booting up the computer to make a post and not miss a day. But then I thought “that’s kinda crazy” so I just went to sleep like I had originally intended.

In other news, had the most massive craving for sushi while driving home today, but the I realised - what is to say no yam tempura rolls or the like? So Jim and I went over to our spot here in town and I had me some nice yummy cooked rolls and inari and edamame. I’m much better now.

I find myself in a mood/funk and I realise I want to listen to something.. something older. Not my new stuff, but some early/mid 90s music. Music from those days living down by the lake (with Marissa in the apartment downstairs - I don’t recall which of us was Rhoda and which was Mary) and I select my appropriate playlist. Ani (difranco). Electric Ani. Accoustic Ani. Early Ani. So I’m sitting here listening to my playlist with headphones (so I won’t disturb Jim) and I think of singing to my baby. I think of dancing her (him) around and singing along with these songs… and I’m thinking of how important music is to me. I forget sometimes.

And again I think of singing to my beeb. But I think of beeb being here and we’re in a house (in this future we do buy the house). And it is such a lovely image. Such a grown up image. A mommy image…. until I realise what I’m singing to my baby.

I think I need to get some of those mommy and me tapes or something. But until then:
two-thirty in the morning and my gas tank will be empty soon
neon sign on the horizon rubbing elbows with the moon
a safe haven of sleepless where the deep fryer’s always on
radio is counting down the top 20 country songs
and out on the porch the fly strip is waving like a flag in the wind
you know, I don’t look forward to seeing you again

you’ll look like a photograph of yourself
taken from far far away
and I won’t know what to do
and I won’t know what to say

except fuck you and your untouchable face
and fuck you for existing in the first place
and who am I that I should be vying for your touch
and who am I, I bet you can’t even tell me that much

Well, at least somewhat that I’m listening to the dilate album (ha!) But really, what do people do when the kids can start singing along with all this?

We did ultra sound today and they measured the beeb.  Turns out today is actually 11 weeks so due date has been changed to June 10th!  Whoo!

Okay, funny thing with the ultra sound?  Both Jim and I were amazed that the beeb moved around so much.  There is a total sea monkey party going on! Beeb was kicking and turning and reaching around and twisting and then did a HUGE stretch with back arched and legs pushing out!  The technician called it “oh, look at that big stretch there!” She seemed very happy to be showing us all this and pointed out all sorts of things. We have pictures that we hope to scan and put up here… soon.

Then I went to the doctor and gave him all my blood (six HUGE vials) so the ultra sound made up for that part.  I like the prenatal question “how many drinks do you have per week right now?” - er, none? Oh, very good.

Now, if the question was how many pickled eggs….

I’m so subtle…

But yes, I will take praise as I actually made it to the gym tonight and I’m feeling pretty proud of myself.  I have just been too ill and too wiped out lately to get there - a few walks here or there, but no gym.

In other baby news:

I’ve just purchased a jar of pickled eggs. I have eaten two. I have a feeling I will eat another number of them tonight.

I have my ultra sound tomorrow.

I have actually now officially lost weight with this pregnancy, but I think some of that was muscle mass

Today I ate a bagel with cream cheese and then craved Thai green curry for dinner (which I made and ate a whole serving of it!)

This Thursday will be week 11

Second trimester officially starts week 13 (gah), but I think I’ll pretend it is week 12 so I can be “over” morning sickness by then

JuliaPrime (nyc julia) sent us a Johnny Cash baby shirt!  It says “I Crawl the Line”.  Best. Shirt. Ever.

I understand the whole selective memory thing. I have been horribly ill the past few days, but because I felt better for a few hours tonight, I found myself saying “oh, this has been much better lately.”  I guess lately in baby brain can mean “last few hours”.