Nov
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Hey, thanks for voting in the handy dandy poll thing yesterday. That was way easier than tallying up comment votes and creating an Excel pie chart, although I do find it mildly questionable that the polling website flat out says “poll results are subject to error and are for entertainment only.” Maybe that’s how Bush got re-elected.
Today is one of my days home with Riley and I’m typing this while he’s studiously involved with placing the mouth, eyes, and nose in all the wrong places on Mr. Potato Head. It’s a good thing Mr. Head doesn’t come with physiologically correct bodily orifices because he would definitely have some interesting below-the-waistline anatomy.
It’s a gray day outside and our backyard is a sodden Raisin Bran mush of wet leaves and trampled dog poop. My little vegetable garden is in complete disarray, dying tomato vines hanging in tortured loops from the various hoists and pulleys that kept them upright during the hot summer months. Dog’s muddy pawprints are smeared up and down our sliding glass door and all my container plants are an unruly mass of weeds, puddled water, and piled-up fallen leaves. The pretty, tiny magnolia tree in the corner of the yard has transformed into an ugly skeletal brown hand, stuck frozen, held up towards the flat sky.
I feel I should do something about all this entropy but it’s warm and dry inside and some of us are in our pajamas. Okay, all of us are.
Riley gave me his cold and I’m tired of hacking and snorting and wheezing (even more than usual) but on the upside he politely tells me “Bless you Mommy” every time I cough up a lung.
It sort of breaks my heart that this is the last two months where it’s just him, you know? Where on these days it’s just the two of us, rattling around the house playing with crayons and reading books and making sock puppets and building Lego towers and listening to that oddly wistful “This is how it rains” song on Blue’s Clues. Soon there’s going to be a baby brother and life will be bigger and richer and everything about this is a wonderful thing, but still. Still.
Okay, I need to help my boy put some lips on Mr. Potato Head’s left ear, but I thought I’d show you this:
Ignore my goofy pose (and loud Target attire) and check out that big old belly. JB told me that when he picked Riley up from daycare yesterday, a couple of the teachers asked him if I was pregnant. I would have guessed this was a total no-shitter, but I guess when the alternative is making a presumption that is in fact wrong, it’s best to err on the side of caution.
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I don’t know… you don’t look pregnant, maybe too many bean & cheese burritos.
Maybe?
(You look fab, and I can’t imagine wearing that dress but you wear it with style)
I think you look fabulous and I would say that I’m jealous of your incredibly lean frame at seven months pregnant, but I know no one FEELS lean.
I had to interview for my maternity leave at work and they asked me what my symptoms were. (?!) So whatever they thought I had must be what they were worried at Riley’s daycare as well. And is there a vaccine for whatever that is?
you look so great! also, “Bless you Mommy” = ADORABLE!
see, we weren’t just messin’ with you when we said you look dang good :)
You look lovely!
You’ve got an excuse, let the wet leaves and dog poop sit. :)
Your arms look FANTASTIC! Actually, everything on you looks good! I, too, remember that feeling of “nostalgic dismay” when it hit me that my oldest and I would no longer be a two-man crew (you know, from the Parent Trap: “me and you, a two-man crew/we can do anything we want to do”). Not to say that we both didn’t love Thing 2 upon arrival, but there’s something so dreamily perfect about those afternoons when it’s just you and your (first) little one.
You look fantastic; but, are those shoes on your new carpet? Riley will totally call you on that if he sees you. :)
Enjoy your pajama-ed day inside with your little one.
I agree you look great and I really like that dress!
I will probably feel the same way about Matthew – I have already had little pin pricks of that the past week or two… that my full attention will no longer be on Matthew by next year and that part makes me a little sad…
Finally, the bless you mommy from across the house. It just cracks me up. Feel better soon!
You look amazing!
I don’t know what the female equivalent of Adonis is, but you look all Greek statuesque here. Beautiful Beautiful MAMA.
You are glowing!
I too was sad when our 3rd baby was about to be born (1st 2 are twins). I wrote each of them a letter in their baby books about how much I loved those first years of our little family of 4 and how I hope their new sibling would be a source of friendship and joy throughout their life, and how I was sorry I was messing up their “normal”, and how I loved them so. All sorts of cheesy shit. I’m sure they will laugh their asses off at it someday, but it sure made me feel better. =)
So a letter! Write a letter! Then your kid can commisurate with mine about how dorky their moms are. =)
wait – you’re pregnant?!
I thought you just went off the Big Ass Salad diet. ;)
I never really thought about the whole “sadness at the last days of your only child” thing, but you wrote it beautifully and it makes perfect sense. Now I am wondering if my mom felt like that when my brother was impending – we are nearly 6 years apart.
You look fantastic! Also, totally good to err on the side of caution. I’ve been asked when I’m due before sans an acutal pregnancy and it sucks ass.
heh – I’ve had the opposite – when some asshole asked about the baby I am very much not carrying. Given the two – I’ll trade ya.
I agree – you look fab!
I’ve had a woman ask if I was pregnant. When I said no, she said, “Oh, so you’ve just put on weight?” Thanks.
2 months to go?! Where does the time go? WHERE, I ASK YOU?!
You look ridiculously adorable.
I’m glad to see you found my suggestion on making polls at pollcode.com helpful.
You look awesome. I feel like I was pregnant years ago and stuck in the potato-sack style of maternity-wear, but my children are almost 7 and almost 4. Things just get more stylish all the time.
also I don’t have the arm tatts to make me look infinitely hipper and give me mad street cred.
And at the moment I have a bad grown-out haircut making me look like Cha-chi, as in “Joanie Loves Cha-chi.”
But it’s not about me looking like Scott Baio! It’s about you looking fabulous, which you do!
Love the Target dress and you look great!
You look gorgeous! Love that dress, too. I am 36w pregnant and haven’t managed to look that polished and put together once in my whole pregnancy!
you look so incredible!
I barely ever got out of over-sized sweatpants and hubby’s t-shirts during pregnancy…and just paired a slightly smaller t-shirt or a collared oversized shirt with sweatpants for work. Heh. Am classy.
As someone who has been mistaken as pregnant over 30 times, I can assure you that those women are blessedly wonderful and kind =)
You look superb!
I just had my second boy 12 weeks ago (my first is 2 years and 2 months) and I still have the only child nostalgia for the first “baby” even though I love our new nugget more than I thought possible. I’m sure this will last until they are grown.
I read somewhere to spend as much time giving attention to the first because the second wouldn’t miss the unknown attention. The idea is to just do the basics with the new baby and disrupt the original child’s parent time/routine as little as possible. Apparently the first child makes up for the extra attention not given to the new sibling 10 fold if there is a positive connection associated with him/her. They will play, teach, entertain etc…way more than you ever will have time or energy for.
So far, so good… my new little one is already fascinated with his big brother and spends much of his awake time watching him. The big brother brings toys, pats head and belly gently and coos and mimics his little brother. *KEEPS FINGERS CROSSED THAT THINGS KEEP GOING IN THIS GENERAL DIRECTION*
I just hope the second child won’t have some sort of neglect complex in the future because of this…DAMN THOSE GUILTY MOM FEELINGS!
Too chez on the whole how Bush got elected comment.
I have sort of a variation on that, in that my husband and his kids moved in with us before we were married, and I do miss those days when it was just me and T. We still get some alone time, but the Newbie is due in 4 months, so much of that will also be a memory (heh, wrote “mamory” by accident. Freud?) soon.
I love the idea of a letter. Will write one soon to tuck into T’s baby book. She pages through it often, so maybe she’ll bump into that letter sooner than later.
I can’t remember where I read/saw it, but I once heard you should never assume a woman is pregnant unless you can see a baby coming out of her. Maybe it was on a sitcom or something. So true. I am terrified of the moment I try and congratulate someone and they stare at me blankly because they have, I don’t know, a massive beer belly or something.
Looks like pumpkin muffin belly to me.
Seriously, how much more pregnant can you get??
You look great and I love the dress!
I had the same feelings in those last days before my second kid. My daughter and I would come home in the afternoons, sit on the couch together and watch Sesame Street (all I had the energy for!). It was great, but melancholy, because I knew everything was changing. Then The Boy came along and everything did change, but he is so incredible. And now he’s 18 months old and I’m getting bouts of melancholy again, because he’s my last baby, and time goes SO fast. Life is amazing.
People are so funny…but yeah it’s hard because you don’t want to be wrong about these things. I don’t think I could or would mistake you for a person whose belly grows through excess ice-cream consumption, mostly because people who gorge grow larger everywhere, whereas your ‘largesse’ is rather site specific.
Holy cats you are such a cute preggo!
It took me years of dedication to loafing around on the couch drinking beer and eating gas station food to get a figure like that. You know, sans boobies. And doesn’t it just figure, you make that dress look so much better than I do. (it does help when I shave my chest) Some people get all the luck.
CUTE picture. I’d say you are definitely pregnant.
Compadre! We have the same Pacific Northwest shabby chic backyard! Except I took out my magnolia tree years ago.
The funny part is how often you get that question from women, who really ought to know better. No guy old enough to talk to girls will ever ask unless the baby is actually crowning, because of the horrific repercussions if they happen to be wrong.
You should be the poster girl for “How to look while pregnant”. Seriously cute.
You look really pretty! You should post more pics of yourself.
You make pregnancy look so fabulous!
You look better than me and I had my baby 10 months ago. Sigh.
Beautiful Belly. Beautiful Mommy.
Two months. Wow.
You look great. Who cares about the Raisin Bran. Enjoy the PJs, the warmth inside, the last two months with your boy.
wow you look great! I wish I lived in your area so that I could photograph you. You look like Chloe Sivegny (sp) a bit…