It has begun. Only a handful of days after my freedom from schoolwork, and we have purged three garbage bags of old clothing for charity.
Not sure where this enthusiasm for organization will end. Maybe I can acquire a list of jobs to see what my future holds...a "job jar" as my Dad called it. And I can put a few jobs in there too, like "evaluate which beers fit in stroller cupholders" and "grill steak to benefit baby's iron count".
Thursday, August 30, 2007
Wednesday, August 29, 2007
Shopping with PadThai's Father
I am proud of myself. I have managed to get Ben into the following stores in the past couple of weeks:
Pottery Barn Kids
Babies R'Us
Janie & Jack
Lil' Me
The Children's Place
Motherhood Maternity
Maidenform
I did not drag him kicking and screaming. . .he willingly, and somewhat happily, strode proudly into all of these stores. In fact, he ran around the Motherhood store like my own personal shopper and brought me millions of cute outfits to try on. I think he wants me to look like a cute and "hot" momma for his upcoming graduation dinner. But he also pointed excitedly at tiny blue jammies and mini cargo pants in the baby stores. . .he seems to fear the girly sides of the store and anything pink, for he has 100% convinced himself that our lil' PadThai is a boy. I think all men do this, so mine is just obeying the trend.
Ben also discussed the pros and cons of which bras I should buy. Fellas, you should all aspire to be so caring and concerned for your wife's bosom.
Of all the baby-related items we will acquire in the next few months, not surprisingly, Ben seems most interested in the stroller. The stroller has wheels, lots of gadgets and optional features, many shapes and colors to choose from, among a whole slew of other similiarities with cars. He will approach the purchase of the stoller as if he is buying a car. Fine with me.
Pottery Barn Kids
Babies R'Us
Janie & Jack
Lil' Me
The Children's Place
Motherhood Maternity
Maidenform
I did not drag him kicking and screaming. . .he willingly, and somewhat happily, strode proudly into all of these stores. In fact, he ran around the Motherhood store like my own personal shopper and brought me millions of cute outfits to try on. I think he wants me to look like a cute and "hot" momma for his upcoming graduation dinner. But he also pointed excitedly at tiny blue jammies and mini cargo pants in the baby stores. . .he seems to fear the girly sides of the store and anything pink, for he has 100% convinced himself that our lil' PadThai is a boy. I think all men do this, so mine is just obeying the trend.
Ben also discussed the pros and cons of which bras I should buy. Fellas, you should all aspire to be so caring and concerned for your wife's bosom.
Of all the baby-related items we will acquire in the next few months, not surprisingly, Ben seems most interested in the stroller. The stroller has wheels, lots of gadgets and optional features, many shapes and colors to choose from, among a whole slew of other similiarities with cars. He will approach the purchase of the stoller as if he is buying a car. Fine with me.
Wednesday, August 22, 2007
PadThai's new name?
PadThai really is not an appropriate nickname for a growing baby. . .nor is "the babe"--my other "go-to" name. This babe is fortunate he or she will only have to deal with my silly nicknames for 9 months, for he/she is in luck! Do not fear, PadThai, the Baby Naming Committee is here!
Johannah, my esteemed boss, and her humble assistants (two sons and a husband), have selflessly offered to take on the challenge of naming mine and Ben's firstborn. Behold the results of the committee's first meeting below:
The Barry/Rockwell nuclear family unit has taken a great interest in the naming of the newest member of the Ulrich dynasty. We have given great debate to the pros and cons of several names and will be sharing these with you on a regular (I’m sorry to say) basis. I’m sure you’ll find our delving into this important issue helpful indeed.
On our way to dinner last night, we determined that there are several broad areas of debate as regards the naming process. In no particular order they are:
Biblical/Inspirational Names:
We thought that was a great place to start and did pretty well with names like Grace and Patience and Sarah until we got to the seven deadly sins and decided that Avarice Ulrich was a lousy name. So maybe you want to forget that.
Historical Names:
Dave was a big fan of Xerxes Ulrich and Cieran thought that Zeus would do nicely, but we all agreed that naming a girl after evil Roman women (Livia, Poppea, Agrippina, etc) didn’t bode well. As since Dave was the only one who could name any emperors and their wives, we thought this might be something of a dead end.
Family Names:
We’re not touching that with a bargepole, except to say that Johannah, David, Eamonn and Cieran are lovely names and belong in every family. As we have often said, it ain’t a party without a Dave.
Sexually Ambiguous Names:
That went nowhere with the whole group. So out the window goes Madison, Schuyler, Robin, Adrian, etc. Although I do have a friend whose daughter’s name is Keith, but that’s an old southern tradition (or so I’m told)
Difficult to Spell And/Or Pronounce Names:
Uh, wrong family to address this particular topic
Good old fashion German names to go with Ulrich:
Here we really warmed to the task. Brunhilda, Dieter, Wolfgang, wow, we had a good time. But there really are great German names and that can go under the family name section we decided.
Literary Names:
Leading the pack is Huckleberry Ulrich. Next came Topsy Ulrich, and then we moved straight into the children's literature that we grew up with (the Oz books) so we got Ozma Ulrich and Ruggedo Ulrich. Then we had to stop.
Warning: MORE TO COME
Johannah, my esteemed boss, and her humble assistants (two sons and a husband), have selflessly offered to take on the challenge of naming mine and Ben's firstborn. Behold the results of the committee's first meeting below:
The Barry/Rockwell nuclear family unit has taken a great interest in the naming of the newest member of the Ulrich dynasty. We have given great debate to the pros and cons of several names and will be sharing these with you on a regular (I’m sorry to say) basis. I’m sure you’ll find our delving into this important issue helpful indeed.
On our way to dinner last night, we determined that there are several broad areas of debate as regards the naming process. In no particular order they are:
Biblical/Inspirational Names:
We thought that was a great place to start and did pretty well with names like Grace and Patience and Sarah until we got to the seven deadly sins and decided that Avarice Ulrich was a lousy name. So maybe you want to forget that.
Historical Names:
Dave was a big fan of Xerxes Ulrich and Cieran thought that Zeus would do nicely, but we all agreed that naming a girl after evil Roman women (Livia, Poppea, Agrippina, etc) didn’t bode well. As since Dave was the only one who could name any emperors and their wives, we thought this might be something of a dead end.
Family Names:
We’re not touching that with a bargepole, except to say that Johannah, David, Eamonn and Cieran are lovely names and belong in every family. As we have often said, it ain’t a party without a Dave.
Sexually Ambiguous Names:
That went nowhere with the whole group. So out the window goes Madison, Schuyler, Robin, Adrian, etc. Although I do have a friend whose daughter’s name is Keith, but that’s an old southern tradition (or so I’m told)
Difficult to Spell And/Or Pronounce Names:
Uh, wrong family to address this particular topic
Good old fashion German names to go with Ulrich:
Here we really warmed to the task. Brunhilda, Dieter, Wolfgang, wow, we had a good time. But there really are great German names and that can go under the family name section we decided.
Literary Names:
Leading the pack is Huckleberry Ulrich. Next came Topsy Ulrich, and then we moved straight into the children's literature that we grew up with (the Oz books) so we got Ozma Ulrich and Ruggedo Ulrich. Then we had to stop.
Warning: MORE TO COME
Monday, August 20, 2007
Building the Nest
We have started to "nest." Or perhaps, just I have. . .Ben has one more week until he finishes school--and then this mama bird will sweetly force him to partake in the complete overhaul of our house. No corner will remain unturned--this is vitally important to me, although I cannot explain why or give a good reason. Surely, it is my instinct (or hormones) taking over.
I have started with the closets, where "purge" is the word. It is my goal to remove all things deemed unnecessary from this house, in order to make room for all of the unnecessary items we will accumulate for the lil' babe.
Instead of collecting twigs, straw, and shiny blue things, we paid a visit to Lowe's where we began scouting out ideas for the many home improvements we aim to complete before the babe's arrival. We peppered the poor countertop dude with ignorant questions about Corian vs. Quartz. We debated electic vs. gas for our new range. And we dug our fingers into various lengths of shag, trying to determine which kind of carpet will be best for the babe. Anyway, all of this has little to do with the babe, but I am obsessed about all of it because I feel the home must be in a tip-top state of perfection to welcome our new family member.
Just wait to 'til I go nuts over the nursery. . .
I have started with the closets, where "purge" is the word. It is my goal to remove all things deemed unnecessary from this house, in order to make room for all of the unnecessary items we will accumulate for the lil' babe.
Instead of collecting twigs, straw, and shiny blue things, we paid a visit to Lowe's where we began scouting out ideas for the many home improvements we aim to complete before the babe's arrival. We peppered the poor countertop dude with ignorant questions about Corian vs. Quartz. We debated electic vs. gas for our new range. And we dug our fingers into various lengths of shag, trying to determine which kind of carpet will be best for the babe. Anyway, all of this has little to do with the babe, but I am obsessed about all of it because I feel the home must be in a tip-top state of perfection to welcome our new family member.
Just wait to 'til I go nuts over the nursery. . .
Wednesday, August 15, 2007
Entering Part 2 of 3
Well, we're a little late in getting the ball rolling in sharing our story of building Baby Ulrich, aka. "PadThai." But, there's never a better time to start than the present.
Ben and I couldn't be more excited. . .we've worked long and hard to get this lil' babe to sprout, and we're overjoyed that he or she seems to be building all of his/her parts with perfection so far. The ultrasound at 12 weeks showed our lil' PadThai waving at us furiously--a definite rightie, as far as we can tell at this point!
We have officially just entered the 2nd trimester. . .15.5 weeks along in this roller-coaster ride. I cruised through the first trimester without a bit of morning sickness. Plagued only by intense hunger, I made sure to manage those tummy pangs by feeding the buddha every 2-3 hours.
In terms of cravings, nothing in particular. . .although the general category of "cold and wet" really seems to make my happy. Peaches are truly a fantastic fruit. And I recently discovered Robek's, a fruit smoothie joint that makes a mean, yet healthy, cold, wet sensation in a cup. Poor Ben, against his will (ummm...no), was forced to take me to Red Robin last Friday for a big fat cheeseburger. . .for those who know me and my eating habits well, you know that burgers don't usually do it for me. In fact, red meat is a rare part of my diet. . .but I've found that now and then, I feel the urge for MEAT.
Ben and I couldn't be more excited. . .we've worked long and hard to get this lil' babe to sprout, and we're overjoyed that he or she seems to be building all of his/her parts with perfection so far. The ultrasound at 12 weeks showed our lil' PadThai waving at us furiously--a definite rightie, as far as we can tell at this point!
We have officially just entered the 2nd trimester. . .15.5 weeks along in this roller-coaster ride. I cruised through the first trimester without a bit of morning sickness. Plagued only by intense hunger, I made sure to manage those tummy pangs by feeding the buddha every 2-3 hours.
In terms of cravings, nothing in particular. . .although the general category of "cold and wet" really seems to make my happy. Peaches are truly a fantastic fruit. And I recently discovered Robek's, a fruit smoothie joint that makes a mean, yet healthy, cold, wet sensation in a cup. Poor Ben, against his will (ummm...no), was forced to take me to Red Robin last Friday for a big fat cheeseburger. . .for those who know me and my eating habits well, you know that burgers don't usually do it for me. In fact, red meat is a rare part of my diet. . .but I've found that now and then, I feel the urge for MEAT.
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