This morning we had our 20 week sonogram... That's the one where they can determine the sex of the baby and you get a really neat picture that actually looks like a child and not an alien.
I have a son already. I like boys. I don't really know what to do with girls. I am not really a girly girl, and of all the little kids in my class I'm not that fond of the whiny girls. I am convinced that the child in me is a girl though- the pregnancy has been very different that pregnancy number 1. but still I have been waiting to know for sure to buy anything....
SO why did I buy a dress for my unborn child last week? Because it was the first thing I saw that made me get excited about the fact that the fetus inside of me could be a girl- I was super excited about the first born (after the initial hysterical "oh crap" of peeing on the stick i mean) and I haven't been able to get that excited about this one. Sure it could be the insane morning sickness that only recently stopped, or the weird feeling of been there done it already, or it could be that I am freaked about actually caring for two kids at once I don't know. But whatever it was that was making me less than thrilled about baby #2 disappeared with the purchase of this white linen dress with red embroidered flowers along the neckline....
You should not purchase cute baby girl dresses before you know what is living in your belly though... we had the sonogram this morning and when the technician said " do you know what you are having yet? (how the hell would i know this without you dear technician have you seen me in your chair since the 12 week sonogram?) Do you want to know?" We said yes and tried to see through the gray amniotic fluid whatever would show us the sex. I didn't see anything but the technician said " oh it's a boy". With baby #1 there was a very clear penis, and with this one I didn't see it, but as my hubby said " all this woman does all day is stare at alien babies floating in uterus, I think we can take her word for it"
So I guess I have to take back the dress, and shed a little tear for all the missed out on tea parties and frilly tutu dress up days because apparently I am growing a tiny penis in my uterus once again.
Tuesday, March 24, 2009
Wednesday, March 18, 2009
Flat stanley
I received Flat Stanley in the mail from my niece this past weekend- just in time for St. Patrick's Day! My bloggy sister has posted on her avoidance of St. Patrick's day in Boston so I am glad I got to have Stanley for this event...You see, me and my husband met on St. Patrick's Day (in a bar yes) we also got engaged on St. Patrick's Day (also in a bar) and of the 5 St. Patrick's Days we have spent together I have been pregnant for 2- so for us it's not really about drunken debauchery (anymore) but about family. So we took Flat Stanley out to celebrate with us!
If I had a cord for my camera this is where pictures would go, but here is what Flat stanley did....
He rode the nyc subway
He hailed a taxi with a really cool statue of a man hailing a taxi
He met some bagpipers, a very unhelpful cop, and a hotdog vendor who charged 7.00 for a hotdog and a pretzel.
He helped carry the County Down banner down 5th ave.
He went to a bar (but i deemed it inappropriate for him to have his picture taken there)
I think Flat Stanley is worn out and needs a nap now, and then he can get mailed back to Long Island.
If I had a cord for my camera this is where pictures would go, but here is what Flat stanley did....
He rode the nyc subway
He hailed a taxi with a really cool statue of a man hailing a taxi
He met some bagpipers, a very unhelpful cop, and a hotdog vendor who charged 7.00 for a hotdog and a pretzel.
He helped carry the County Down banner down 5th ave.
He went to a bar (but i deemed it inappropriate for him to have his picture taken there)
I think Flat Stanley is worn out and needs a nap now, and then he can get mailed back to Long Island.
Tuesday, March 10, 2009
7 random things
My sister has done this already and challenged any one who was stumped for material to do the same... so here goes.
1- I learned to play the bagpipes my last year of high school- I don't play anymore but I did take a bus for an hour twice a week in college to learn in exchange for babysitting my teacher's autistic daughter.
2- I know how to put up a teepee. Two different ways. I spent some time in Montana working for Incare Network and the city kid from nyc got to teach Tribal Youths how to live as their ancestors did.
3- My dog is from a reservation and almost met oprah. When I was in Montana there was a national science competition to improve your community through science. Oprah was somehow involved. A couple of girls from the Crow Reservation researched the viability of straw as a building material, found it was awesome and decided to build a straw community center. My dog was born in the extra straw a few days before Oprah was supposed to come interview the girls; she decided to do it via satellite and I found the dog as we were clearing out the area for the media trucks.
4- I can't make sound come out when I blow across the top of a bottle. It's my secret shame.
5- I have a tendency to mail total strangers things to their work place if I think they are cool. Whilst in Montana I liked a bar called Jester's, the bartender had a cool tattoo that reminded me of a comic book I love. So I sent him it in the mail addressed to " the bartender who makes the green goodness for the vistas when they visit". I've baked cookies for my bus driver, and other such kind people who's names I don't even know.
6- I look forward to the "package of crazy". This is a package that gets mailed to my friend mary box has become less crazy in the past few years, but the birthdays are always a bit over the top. This is the package in which I received "a wreath of , and received from mary every year for christmas and for birthdays. It is generally an accumulation of stuff that we both find funny, and usually for under 10 bucks. The christmasfranklins" which was really fake 100 dollar bills encircling a photo of ms. Aretha herself.
7- According to family history I was conceived at a funeral and learned to walk by following some champagne.
1- I learned to play the bagpipes my last year of high school- I don't play anymore but I did take a bus for an hour twice a week in college to learn in exchange for babysitting my teacher's autistic daughter.
2- I know how to put up a teepee. Two different ways. I spent some time in Montana working for Incare Network and the city kid from nyc got to teach Tribal Youths how to live as their ancestors did.
3- My dog is from a reservation and almost met oprah. When I was in Montana there was a national science competition to improve your community through science. Oprah was somehow involved. A couple of girls from the Crow Reservation researched the viability of straw as a building material, found it was awesome and decided to build a straw community center. My dog was born in the extra straw a few days before Oprah was supposed to come interview the girls; she decided to do it via satellite and I found the dog as we were clearing out the area for the media trucks.
4- I can't make sound come out when I blow across the top of a bottle. It's my secret shame.
5- I have a tendency to mail total strangers things to their work place if I think they are cool. Whilst in Montana I liked a bar called Jester's, the bartender had a cool tattoo that reminded me of a comic book I love. So I sent him it in the mail addressed to " the bartender who makes the green goodness for the vistas when they visit". I've baked cookies for my bus driver, and other such kind people who's names I don't even know.
6- I look forward to the "package of crazy". This is a package that gets mailed to my friend mary box has become less crazy in the past few years, but the birthdays are always a bit over the top. This is the package in which I received "a wreath of , and received from mary every year for christmas and for birthdays. It is generally an accumulation of stuff that we both find funny, and usually for under 10 bucks. The christmasfranklins" which was really fake 100 dollar bills encircling a photo of ms. Aretha herself.
7- According to family history I was conceived at a funeral and learned to walk by following some champagne.
Monday, March 9, 2009
Updates
So still no word on whether or not my sister wants to be my friend on Facebook, which I 'm not really surprised by. Saddened a little yes, but surprised no.
We have two more weeks until we find out the sex of this fetus , who I've been calling clam. All it wants to eat is seafood- clams specifically, though I think I would kill for a good oyster as well. Secretly I think I want a girl- the dresses in the children's stores are luring me in.
I need some girl name suggestions
My sister is running a contest on her blog. You should go and enter and win wonderful digital art.
We have two more weeks until we find out the sex of this fetus , who I've been calling clam. All it wants to eat is seafood- clams specifically, though I think I would kill for a good oyster as well. Secretly I think I want a girl- the dresses in the children's stores are luring me in.
I need some girl name suggestions
My sister is running a contest on her blog. You should go and enter and win wonderful digital art.
Wednesday, March 4, 2009
oh facebook...
I have 3 sisters. I have a facebook account. They have facebook accounts. It is a reasonable assumption that we all would be friends right? Well we shall see if that is the case, as I have just requested my sister who I don't talk to to be my friend. The shrink said I should write her a letter explaining how I wanted her in my kids' lives...I think Facebook is a little bit of a cop out but it's all I can do for now.
Now I wait to see if she accepts my request.
Now I wait to see if she accepts my request.
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