So I decided it was stupid that just because neither Jeffrey nor I really take a lot of photos that we didn't have a picture of me at least looking a bit pregnant. I took this using the 10 second delay on our PowerShot.
Thursday, March 17, 2011
27 weeks
So I decided it was stupid that just because neither Jeffrey nor I really take a lot of photos that we didn't have a picture of me at least looking a bit pregnant. I took this using the 10 second delay on our PowerShot.
Best Time of Year in Southern Arizona
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| One of the grapefruit trees in the backyard planning its slow torture of me. |
Tuesday, March 15, 2011
NC and Baby Updates
The last trip until September has been taken! Now we're home for a while, which will make the dogs very happy.
The girls did not like the kennel but this last trip, my friend Jessie stayed with them and they seemed much happier. North Carolina was good. Little cold for my now Arizona-acclimated blood, but it was nice to see the new puppy and go to the barn with my mom.
My friend Lena came down with her son Levi, who is 2 1/2, and Levi and the puppy were perfect playmates. We just put a couple extra shirts on him so that the puppy's playful nipping didn't give him too much to cry about and the two of them ran around the house like the cards in the unending race from Alice and Wonderland.
My mom and I went through the baby clothes she saved from me and I brought a few choice adorable ones back for the kid as well as several new items that no one could resist. Baby clothes are just plain cute.
This week I am 27 weeks pregnant. The kid is pretty active in there and if you happen to look at my belly at just the right moment, you can see her thumping around. It's a little weird.
I had a checkup today and according to the medical people, everything is perfect. I'm gaining the right amount of weight (now 20 lbs which seems INSANE to me and it's only going to increase!), baby's heartbeat is excellent, bump size is textbook, and my blood pressure is normal. So everything is pretty boring.
I'm still riding and doing prenatal yoga, which the docs encourage me to keep doing, and they think I should get a massage for my leg thing I keep whining about.
It's heating up in Arizona and the days are sunny. Couldn't ask for better!
The girls did not like the kennel but this last trip, my friend Jessie stayed with them and they seemed much happier. North Carolina was good. Little cold for my now Arizona-acclimated blood, but it was nice to see the new puppy and go to the barn with my mom.
My friend Lena came down with her son Levi, who is 2 1/2, and Levi and the puppy were perfect playmates. We just put a couple extra shirts on him so that the puppy's playful nipping didn't give him too much to cry about and the two of them ran around the house like the cards in the unending race from Alice and Wonderland.
My mom and I went through the baby clothes she saved from me and I brought a few choice adorable ones back for the kid as well as several new items that no one could resist. Baby clothes are just plain cute.
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| My dad has entitled this, "Kat? Am I doing this right?" |
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| Ducks on the pond. Spring is springing! |
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| Levi out for a walk. Lena, get that kid some binocs! |
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| Louie, otherwise known as Squee, on the porch with my dad. He can't figure out why he didn't get to go around the pond with his buddy. |
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| My mom shows Levi how to handle the sand excavator |
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| Kat? Am I doing this right? |
This week I am 27 weeks pregnant. The kid is pretty active in there and if you happen to look at my belly at just the right moment, you can see her thumping around. It's a little weird.
I had a checkup today and according to the medical people, everything is perfect. I'm gaining the right amount of weight (now 20 lbs which seems INSANE to me and it's only going to increase!), baby's heartbeat is excellent, bump size is textbook, and my blood pressure is normal. So everything is pretty boring.
I'm still riding and doing prenatal yoga, which the docs encourage me to keep doing, and they think I should get a massage for my leg thing I keep whining about.
It's heating up in Arizona and the days are sunny. Couldn't ask for better!
Monday, March 7, 2011
Vegas.
Well, we made it back in one piece. It was slow driving up on Friday night because of the traffic in Phoenix, but we finally got there!
We had a nice time seeing Elliott and Katie and Keith and Shaleah. I'd never been to Vegas before and, well, frankly, I probably won't go back again for a long time. I just had too much trouble understanding why there is a giant building shaped like New York with a roller coaster. I don't think that place was built for cynics like me.
We stayed at the Trump Tower hotel and that was pretty nice. It is agreed that giant jetted soaker tubs should be standard in all bathrooms. The pool time was lovely and included some ghastly Euro trash in their little thongs and lots of plastic surgery making out/possibly having sex in the double chair next to us. Every good poolside visit needs a villainous Euro trash couple!
I think the most fun was at the Rio for their buffet on Sunday. Here is a picture of Jeffrey looking more radiantly happy than I've seen him in a while:
And here is me pretending a tiger mauled my face. Sorry it's blurry. Night time Vegas photography is not really our forte. Or maybe it is. Maybe this gives the, "I've hit every bar down The Strip" double vision dose of reality for most people's Vegas vacations.
Vegas Count:
1. One Euro trash couple at the pool we collectively were disgusted with
2. One entitled American lady who yelled at them because "there were kids around"
3. One very tall and slender Yoda walking with his light saber down the strip
4. One set of Beavis and Butthead characters that didn't appear to be actually working but just sitting on a wall
5. One grandpa type who tripped and fell and ripped open the back of his head in front of the Mirage
6. One package of travel tissues sacrificed to bloodied man in front of the Mirage
We had a nice time seeing Elliott and Katie and Keith and Shaleah. I'd never been to Vegas before and, well, frankly, I probably won't go back again for a long time. I just had too much trouble understanding why there is a giant building shaped like New York with a roller coaster. I don't think that place was built for cynics like me.
We stayed at the Trump Tower hotel and that was pretty nice. It is agreed that giant jetted soaker tubs should be standard in all bathrooms. The pool time was lovely and included some ghastly Euro trash in their little thongs and lots of plastic surgery making out/possibly having sex in the double chair next to us. Every good poolside visit needs a villainous Euro trash couple!
I think the most fun was at the Rio for their buffet on Sunday. Here is a picture of Jeffrey looking more radiantly happy than I've seen him in a while:
And here is me pretending a tiger mauled my face. Sorry it's blurry. Night time Vegas photography is not really our forte. Or maybe it is. Maybe this gives the, "I've hit every bar down The Strip" double vision dose of reality for most people's Vegas vacations.
Vegas Count:
1. One Euro trash couple at the pool we collectively were disgusted with
2. One entitled American lady who yelled at them because "there were kids around"
3. One very tall and slender Yoda walking with his light saber down the strip
4. One set of Beavis and Butthead characters that didn't appear to be actually working but just sitting on a wall
5. One grandpa type who tripped and fell and ripped open the back of his head in front of the Mirage
6. One package of travel tissues sacrificed to bloodied man in front of the Mirage
Wednesday, March 2, 2011
Don't eat the baby
Today a Manny Randazzo ( of The Original Randazzo Family) King Cake was delivered to our house. I'm assuming this is from TG -- thanks TG! It's from Lindsey and Brent! Thanks Lindsey and Brent! (apparently these are some cousin types I haven't met.)
I texted Jeffrey and told him of its arrival.
He texted back, "Do you like king cake? Have you ever had it?"
I responded, "Never had it. My maiden name is Krouse. Today my dad sent me a picture of his liverwurst sandwich."
To which Jeffrey replied, "Don't eat the baby."
Don't eat the baby. Words to live by.
I texted Jeffrey and told him of its arrival.
He texted back, "Do you like king cake? Have you ever had it?"
I responded, "Never had it. My maiden name is Krouse. Today my dad sent me a picture of his liverwurst sandwich."
To which Jeffrey replied, "Don't eat the baby."
Don't eat the baby. Words to live by.
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