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My boys like to spend quality time together.
In the meantime I struggled with the SD card reader and tried to get pictures for a different post about our weekend events. But today, technology is smarter than me so that will have to wait.
Thanksgiving is almost over for us this year. (We have one more Friendsgiving tonight to attend and more leftovers to eat this weekend.) I’m excited for the Christmas season to start, but this year I want everything to slow down because as soon as the holidays are over, the baby will be here.
But right now, I’d just like to talk about the differences between my family’s Thanksgiving and Andrew’s family Thanksgiving.
Thanksgiving #1 happened on Thursday and involved us getting up at 6am to drive down and see my family. My family get-togethers are loud, raucous, and generally not predictable. This year wasn’t too crazy, but it still involved 5 dogs (one was shut into the only bathroom in the house so anytime someone wanted to use it, they had to be careful not to let the dog out), a fight over car maintenance, and an in-depth conversation about nose hair trimming. I’m sure Andrew is still disappointed he missed out on last year.
Today, Ralph took one of his nightmare trips to the groomer. He shakes the entire ride over and acts like we are driving him to his death. But we always request the same groomer (Lisa) because she knows how to handle our little furry monster. According to Lisa, he likes her enough to give her kisses while she trims his face. So his experience must not be that horrible.
I wish Ralph liked the groomer a little more because his breed needs a trim often or he starts to look like a pile of fur. Here is what he looked like this morning:
He could hardly see and his giant ears are were full of tangles. When he put his head down, he didn’t even look like a dog, just a pile of fluff. Don’t get me wrong, he is incredibly cute like this. But he really needs to be able to see obstacles in his path. So after a trip to the doggy spa, we have a tired, but handsome puppy.
I’m just glad to have my baby home. It is so strange to not have him jingle-jangling around the house. And Andrew was the one to drive him to the groomers, so I’m the good guy Ralph will still cuddle with afterwards.
So, what have I learned in the 7 months I’ve been harboring a fetus? Well, let me regale you.
1) What does it feel like? Weird. It feels like I’ve had a deflated basketball in my gut my entire life, but now someone sneaks in every couple of days and gives it a few more pumps.
2) The baby definitely takes after my family. It moves nonstop and hates to cooperate. The ultrasound tech had a horrible time trying to get a profile picture. And every time we try to listen to the heartbeat, we have to play hide and seek with baby. Last time baby even kicked the Doppler wand. If nothing else, the baby has spirit.
3) The baby is now starting to take up more space and is therefore much more noticeable when it decides to practice cartwheels. I feel like an alien is going to pop out at any moment.
4) My coworker noticed that I’ve started to grunt sometimes when I get up at work. I told her it is akin to when tennis players grunt when they swing their rackets. It just helps me get a little more oomph to hoist my butt up off of the ground.
5) I have realized how lucky I am to have a supportive partner. Andrew has been the greatest father-to-be I could ever ask for. He makes me popcorn for dinner, takes baby language classes with me, and deals with my constant requests from the couch that interrupt his video game time. And he does all of it without complaining. Sorry ladies, he doesn’t have a brother!
6) Being pregnant enough at the right time makes for a great Halloween costume 🙂
I’m currently in the third day of my weekend and I’m enjoying Christmas movies and coffee in front of my fireplace.
The entire weekend started off on a bad foot, though when I came home on Thursday to no running water. We called the city water dispatch line who told us our pipes were probably frozen and that they would put us on the list and that sorry, but we were #63, so they’d get to us Saturday or Sunday. Bummer. But I had a fun weekend planned, so I tried to ignore the no running water thing.
Friday night, Andrew and I spent Valentine’s Day painting and eating dinner at a date night event. We painted beautiful pictures and Andrew managed to not draw naughty things in his.
We finished out our night watching Mystery Science Theater 3000 with my sister, Molly. How romantic.
While we were running errands this morning, Andrew told me he had a vision plan. I turned down the radio so I could hear his philosophical view of our future.
He meant his new health insurance covered vision.
