Tuesday, February 8, 2011

Happiest of Birthdays to my beautiful Sister...February 9th, 1980

A Sister Birthday poem, To my sister on her Birthday...
Words don't define how divine it is, to know a friendship like this,
Close because we're sisters, but closer because we've grown, and we know
everything of one another, except for the special things you share only with a lover. ( ;
How lucky I am to look to someone so lovely, who loves me for me and who isn't afraid to
tell me like it is. If I tried for a moment to imagine life without you in it, I just couldn't do it and only God knew it,
That I would need a sister exactly like you. Sitting in a room with you either talking or in silence, still remains your quiet guidance that I will always need, and you will always be the big sister and the woman I always hoped to be. Thank you for being you, and always staying true to you, and being the example that every little sister needs to look up to. I will call you and ask you questions on how to be a mom, and how to cook a dinner thats bomb, and how to be a wife thats strong. Because I know you pass no judgement, and you love me right where I am. I can depend on you and know you'll be there always believing and encouraging me toward everything that is good and beauty... I'm not the only girl who looks up to you. I know there are many more, but especially your 3 beautiful daughters it's you they so adore. You only get more lovely with age because connected with it is a more steady grace, of wisdom and beauty and stability and maturity, You're beautiful sister, HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO YOU, and MANY MANY more.

Your sister

The BABY Bumpity Bump

I'm currently 23 WEEKS along, really can't believe how quickly the time has passed...especially with planning a wedding, and going to school 30 hours a week. I've enjoyed staying active throughout this pregnancy. I think it helps a lot. My exercise is walking 6 blocks to school and back, 3 flights of stairs six times a day, and an occasional Yoga class and walk along the SF bay. At 23 weeks, I feel energetic, and finally getting some inspiration back...most of the time. It's so sporatic. Like yesterday I felt like I wanted to conquer the world, and today I feel like i could lay in bed for half the day. But I dont let myself. GET UP, GET MOVING. I feel like i lost all creativity in the first few months, not to mention I was a little bit psycho. I hear most preggos can relate so I didn't feel so bad about myself, but really, there were times I felt like I was going nutso, and it felt beyond my control. Good thing I have a strong and patient man to see me through (and laugh at me) Feels good to be feeling a little more like me as this baby grows inside of me. I have a lot of respect for you mommies out there who do all of this with other little ones running around. You're amazing!

SOOOO, pictures of growth. The one of me in the pink dress was taken yesterday, just one week after my wedding. I really feel like he tucked himself away on the day of my wedding, and the spanx helped a bit too. Not that I was hiding you little buddy, mommy just wanted to somewhat feel sexy. ( ;

18 WEEKS ~ please excuse the nippin out. It was cold.


Beautiful Day at the bay, 2 days after our wedding.

23 WEEKS~notice the paint samples.

Other facts to remember about this pregnancy:
~I was queasy and nauseous in the beginning but felt better when I ate, (which was every 15 minutes).
~I craved unhealthy food, like fast food, soda, greasy chinese etc. Yummy Chow mein (Veggies and fruit sounded horrible.)
~I ate eggs every morning (i've heard eggs make some pregnant mommas nauseous)
~I started to feel better and more energetic at right around 12-13 weeks
~My biggest dread was brushing my teeth (made me gag)
~I TOTALLY have pregnancy brain and cant remember the simplest of words.
~My pelvic area really started to hurt at like 15 weeks (hurts to run) and has only gotten worse the bigger I get
~I felt Baby kicking for the first time on New Years Eve and he's been active ever since.
~Pete and I got married when I was 22 weeks (which is my lucky number) ( :
~His nickname is Baby Bubba.
~We're pretty sure we saw a penis at 12 weeks which is why I call him a boy. Surprise surprise if "He's" really a girl...
~I didn't follow all of the rules very well like "no soft cheese" I think you'll be ok...