Igby Digby....Falling in love.

3d Picture of igby's face. 
Big nose just like Darren's.
Adeline? Vivianne? Rowen? Rockstar? who are you? Just kicking back, feet crossed hanging out.

So it totally happened this morning. I fell in love. Madly and completely in love. In like an instant. This baby, not until now for whatever the reason, was just a baby. But now it's WOW a baby a cute wiggly baby with fingers and toes and eyes. Igby has a perfect heart, no clubbed feet, an intact diaphragm, closed belly, developing lungs, perfect lips and palate. I could go on forever. The things we worry about! The ultrasound today was so much fun. The girlies went and chattered non-stop and made lots of noise. Begging to know if Igby is a boy or girl. I said the sonographer cold write it down for them to read. Katie pointed out that she didn't know how to read. Oops bummer for you. Fred was there and fantastic. I told him I wouldn't know what to do with a boy really. There's so much "stuff" in the diaper, how do you clean it? He said that somehow he manages to keep clean. That's good  I said. He took some great pics and we got to see the baby's face and fingers. I really liked them. I can hardly wait to see this baby and hold it and kiss it and squeeze it and love it. And love it. And love it.  And love it.

So now they all know. Well Anna knows and told Katie who promptly, like 5 seconds later told us it was a girl. Anna laughed evilly. Leading me to think she either lied or didn't. What a mess. No one knows for sure and I love it.  I know for sure. It's a girl or boy. But only one gender, for sure.

Darren on the other hand had an eventful day. He woke my up by sitting down on the bed, mopey and sighing. He asked, aren't you at all disappointed that were having another dumb girl. Well no I say. 

He said I don't care because I am a dumb girl. That it is just him and Olaf, the nut less wonder. Poor guy and his small dog nut less dog. Soon they'll have more in common than he knows. 

He also said poor Katie needs glasses. He said that sucks. Poor girl. I reminded him it was his gene pool that caused that action. 

I think she will look super cute with little glasses on. In the end I guess is could be worse. Like a brain tumor.  So glasses, no big deal. He worries they'll call her a four eyed freak. Poor guy, regressing to his childhood. 

When I woke up early this afternoon I found him outside shooting things. I though I'll leave him alone, maybe it's therapeutic for him and safer for me, after all he did have a gun. I do know better that to bitch at a man with a gun in his hand. Even if it's just an air riffle. 

Don't worry babe, tomorrow it will be better. Anna will tell you it's a boy. The day after that it'll be a girl again. You get the drift. 14 weeks 4 days and then we'll know for sure. But no matter what I love it. A lot. A lot. 

Perspective...

I am beginning to better understand my husband. We really really see thing differently. So like I realize the odds of this is astronomical but on the same day both of us managed to get our cars hit in like a parking lot or something as there is terrible damage to my front bumper and the passenger side of Darren's car is a bit munched. I told Darren he should be more careful about where he parked and he said he should be able to park wherever he wants and not get hit, which is technically true, but still you can be careful right?

So this is where our perspective differs. He thinks what happened to the cars was me. 

Whatever! When I was backing up into my neighbors driveway to turn around like I always do and he was distracting me by walking next to my window talking to me making it impossible to look at him and the mirrors he shouts "watch out for my,"

CRUNCH....... SCRAPE.........CRACK........., 

"OH F*&K*&G HELL Heather, my car!!!"

(I narrowly missed hitting the car, but missed it none the less, at least that's what I remember)

 

All I can say is I just don't see it that way he does. What I do know is he has not been parking in the right spot lately and it might have caught me off guard that his car would be there and not where it supposed to be. I pointed this fact out to him, but at the time he was not very receptive to the feedback. Sometimes men can be so closed minded.

I will point out that tonight he parked in his "normal" spot. 

I sure hope who ever was out there hitting our cars is doing a little better with her spacial perception.

James and the Giant Peach

Kia is so silly. 
Anna and Marrisa at the Newmark.

Happy Birthday...

These two...they melt my heart.
Lucy TEARING around the corner in her walker! Watch out for your toes....
Hazel and Karen. Such a beautiful baby.
Coca's twins.
MMMMmmmmm the bomb digity birthday cake.

Marriage

Katie received and accepted her first of what I fear to be many marriage proposals this last weekend. The poor boy, an older man I might point out 8 years old, was initially thrilled. She bossed him around like any wife would do, pointing out that they weren't married yet and if did not comply, they might not be. By the end of the night she had broken it off and he had to console himself with a bowl of popcorn. On they way home she said she'd be more careful about who she agrees to marry. Good lord what am I in for???

Political Pride...

So we don't have a TV. And never have I been happier about that. 

Ignorance is bliss. 

I wonder what other countries think as they get a glimpse of our world, the lives we live our reality through TV. What kind of people do they think we are? As our presidential candidates dance to rap parodies on Saturday Night Live. As they slander and demean one another. The leaders of the most powerful nation in the world. Deciders of war. Oil brokers. 

Inspiring.

We must be seen as monkey's. No reverence. No respect. No dignity. 

I am so thankful in the final hour we made a decision that has strength and conviction.

 

Halloween Part Two

Candy? I'm not eating candy. Me? I certainly did not lick the crumbs up either. MMM my eyes are rolling up in my head with delight.
The loot, the trade and the mommy candy raid. I imposed candy penalties for bad behavior, real or perceived if momma needed a sugar fix. Terrible I know.
All four spontaneously sat down. They needed a trick or treat break. Tired babies. Anna's poor feet. They had been sitting on someones front porch just chillen in the Adirondack chairs till the door opened. So cute. They declared they were done.
I'm done? Your done. Yeah our buckets are full. Awesome lets go home.
Scary girls. Really just cute.

Happy Halloween

Darren actually wore those glasses. For years, until we met. He won the office costume contest. King Dork of the dorks.

The girlies had so much fun trick or treating !
Katie thought there was a caterpillar on his head.
My friend coca apparently has the best shoes. They raid her closet everytime we go over. Tonight anna found her stripper boots and wore them trick or treating. We thought for sure she would break an ankle or crack her head open. Instead she just skipped the houses with alot of stairs.
Katie Loves Loves Loves Ceci. Sometimes Ceci feels afraid that Katie will eat her.
Fairy Princess and Pirates Galore. The Kennedy school was a zoo, but super fun. 

Home improvement hell...

So were making a few improvements to the abode so that when we have the baby and my friends come to visit I am not forced to put living room furniture on my front porch to receive them. Darren says I should not let them come over it would sure save him a lot of time and work. I told him about the bad ass soup my friend coca makes. He said it had better be a big pot. 

I was thinking I should take some before and after pictures but I would be too embarrassed to post them for everyone to see. I don't really mind my crappy house when I am on vacation, but when I am forced to stay home and look around I think ewh. Thank god we have area rugs to cover the crap we need to fix on our floors...

So here is Darren's to do list.

I don't think the list is that long. 

Shelves in two closets.

Paint the baby's room.

Put up trim and molding all around the room.

New Light fixture.

Three set of Curtain rods.

Rearrange all the furniture in both the family and living room.

Move the computer.

Move the bookcase and put the kitchen stuff away.

Get the floors ready to be steamed cleaned.

Hang three new blinds.

Assemble all the baby furniture.

He does have 17 weekends left till the baby is due. Plenty of time. 

And I did put the contact paper on two of the shelves for him. Thoughtful and helpful eh? And I went to home depot to direct him. He loved all my direction and input. Did I mention that he is not a handy man and the last time he messed with an outlet he electrocuted himself. He plans to turn all the power off when he does the light fixture. Getting smarter.