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Monday, July 23, 2007This and That and Very, Very Pregnant
 My heart is still at the ocean. My head, on the other hand, is very much encumbered with Life Heading Toward Baby Number Five. I've got the shuffle-waddle thing down pat. And I'm not doing it on purpose. Sometimes that little head makes it impossible for me to take a step without swinging my hips into a wide arc, like a bow-legged cowgirl home from the ride. You should have seen me tailor-sitting on the floor in Lowe's on Saturday morning. I may have looked like a pregnant hippie, but boy did it feel good. Lowe's = Home Projects (that's called "word math," for those of you who may be uninitiated), and this weekend was particularly exciting because Home Project = Baby's Nursery. With Rachel's help, Eric got the first coat painted. If I'm very, very, very nice to him, I'm hoping he'll finish the second coat some time this week, instead of waiting all the way until Saturday. My sanity requires it. I've now got a total of three delightful women working together to make my baby shower a reality. Party Attendance = Slightly Less Than Half Of the Number You've Invited, which means we can expect eighteen to twenty ladies to show up. (No, I'm not that popular. I just have lots of different "circles." Yanno?) My devoted sister, ever conscious of my need for decreased stress, has forbidden me to look at my Babies R Us registry any more. I have, in fact, handed over my password and promised her that I would be true to my word not to peek (I haven't peeked since I made the promise). She, in turn, has promised to let me know when the zeros start disappearing. "You already know what you've registered for," she wisely said. "At least allow yourself to be surprised when people give you presents." Well, okay! I can do that. I generally squirm when people "give" and "do for" me in general, so some genuine "ah!" when I open a gift will go a long way. The shower is going to be at my house, which makes me happy because I can at least run the vacuum and swish the toilet and feel like I've contributed. Eric might disagree, but I really don't do well in Prima Donna roles. ("Come hither for your audience with The Pregnant One, and leave your gifts at her dainty feet.") And I really don't like opening gifts in front of crowds. But I love parties and I'm terribly fond of almost everyone on my guest list (let's be honest, there's always the odd "obligatory neighbor" or "better include this one"). I really hope most of them come because I want to see each one of them and give them each a big hug. Yes, I'm really that sappy. As for the cute guy in the above photograph? He's a keeper. True, he's starting to say, "Okay, I'm ready to have your body back." But that is ultimately a good thing, right? Frankly, I can see the benefits of being able to see my own feet again. For now, though, I'm going to keep enjoying this pregnancy. I absolutely love being pregnant and I make no apologies for it. Besides, the little alien in my belly is endlessly fascinating, despite her penchant for head-butting my cervix and sticking her little foot into my rib cage. And that's the ramble from my neck of the proverbial woods. Now I think I'll take daughter Maggie's advice and work on my latest novel. I would whine and say that I'm only on Chapter 7, but that's better than not having started the dang thing at all. Yes. Right. Onward. Peace! |
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I am: Mother to five stunningly individualistic children... Writer of young adult fantasy... Passionate advocate for Women At Home... Madly in love with my husband... In need of Organic Gourmet Chocolate on a regular basis. I've got a Paypal account if you'd like to contribute to the cause....
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5of my readers are feeling chatty:
LOVE the photo of you and Eric. LMSO @ your cowgirl comment. I had to read that one to Greg. He chuckled.
We are so happy for you and we are counting down the days along with your family. Very exciting!
I felt that way once, but it was poop
Had you been working on this recent novel before you were pregnant? It would be interesting to see if there is a change in your writing style based on when the pregnancy started and if it changed further as your pregnancy progressed.
Or maybe a comparison of some other pre-pregnancy to during pregnancy writing.
Yeah, I'm weird like that...
Yay for Jill! She's still taking pokes at that work in progress.
It's good to see that you're keeping busy and not driving yourself (too) nuts with all the nesting and the showering and the dashing to the commode.
Chapter 7 is nothing to scoff at. Most people only DREAM of reaching Chapter 7. Good on ya, girl.
Well look at you too all cute and on vacation. Sorry it has been so long AGAIN since I last checked in.
September is a great month for a birthday, my youngest and I are both Sept girl :D
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