Zoltar seems happy with my diet of fruit, veggies, sugar, and pork fat, that's what counts. I just bought Zoltar the cutest onesies ever, I will keep them in hiding until he's here to show them off! His drawers are almost full... of clothes, a memory box, stuffed toys, baby medicines. At 5 months, it seems like I've been pregnant for a really long time, but there is still so much more to go!
Wednesday, January 19, 2011
Tuesday, January 11, 2011
Nick | Myspace Video
Today we found out we're having a boy! He was bent in half, so there were some 3D pictures of his little feet kicking in front of his face (which do not photograph well.) This one is cute, he looks like a little anarchist giving a passionate speech.
After the ultrasound we went out for lobster rolls and blackout cupcakes in Mr. Zoltar's honor. Then we came home and decided to practice with some of our new baby things- we swaddled a teddy bear and Nick proudly mastered the Baby Ktan.
We spent a lot of time running around to see all branches of our families. I wasn't really showing much, but here is Zoltar with his girl cousin, who will be born January 21!
Nick's mom also hosted a baby shower with Nick's family and some Des Moines friends. Everybody brought a book for Zoltar's library, so it was a lot of fun opening books, flight friendly gifts and pictures of the non flight friendly gifts!
I kept everything in the gift bags until the very last minute since they were all so cute. I even packed a few of the bags in my suitcase so I could hang on to them for a little longer, until.... we got home and built Zoltar's dresser. It was sort of strange to be building something for a person who doesn't exist yet. We got a lot of baby things, but they are all so teeny that they only take up three drawers. We both thought putting together the dresser was a fun project; I think we're ready for parenthood if we're satisfied with spending a Friday night building a dresser!
Thursday, December 23, 2010
This is Zoltar at 12 wks, or 3 months, or -6 months, depending on your persuasion:
Even I can admit that ultrasound pictures all look pretty much alike, so the camera phone versions will do for now.
So, that's our big news: I'm 18 weeks pregnant! The picture is about a month and a half old; it was taken right before I ran the half marathon in California. As you might imagine, running a half marathon is not particularly encouraged among pregnant women, and training is no fun during the exhausting first trimester, but I am really glad that Zoltar came with me on the run. When I was running, I imagined he/she was running around inside me like a hamster on a wheel. And when I got out of breath, I would imagine he/she flipped off the wheel and tumbled around like a lone sock in the dryer. Getting too out of breath is bad when you're somebody's sole source of oxygen, so this helped me remind myself to slow down until Zoltar turned from a sock to a hamster.
The first three months were pretty tough, my life was mostly limited to eating, running, peeing and sleeping like a baby (I woke up every 3 hours, whimpering and peeing.) Consequently, Nick's first three months involved a lot of kind and patient listening to my whines and scooping the cat litter. I'm certainly not adjusted to the idea that in about 13.5 years, we'll be the parents of a 13 year old, BUT! we're getting used to the idea that we'll soon have an infant to reckon with. The fact that infants turn into toddlers and toddlers turn into children, etc. etc. will be absorbed at a later date, but that's fine, since parenting is a learn as you go endeavor.
In just a few short weeks, we'll have another ultrasound and get to find out if the baby is a boy or a girl! I have absolutely no idea, hunch, intuition, or guess about what it is. Although we have already settled on a girl and a boy name, we're keeping the name a secret. Hence, during fetushood, the baby's nickname is Zoltar, this way we don't accidentally let the real name slip once we know the gender! We look forward to sharing that news with everybody soon!
Tuesday, December 7, 2010
The restless woman and accommodating man that we are, we traveled to Boston for a little Thanksgiving vacation. To be more precise, we actually spent Thanksgiving day in Plymouth, the birthplace of the holiday and the welcoming post for the aforementioned pioneers.
It was our first time visiting Boston; we spent a lot of time wandering around different neighborhoods, which was fun and easy, since the city seems so compact compared to New York! We also did an early morning running tour along the Freedom Trail, which was a fun and efficient way to see everything.
Last and kind of least, we walked around Cambridge. The Harvard campus somehow didn't meet any of the expectations I had for its beauty, with the exception of this church.
The rest of our celebrations took place in New York. First was the day I ate a creme brulee donut which was a celebration because it was the first day I ate a creme brulee donut. Holy shit. The top is carmelized and slightly burny and phenomenal. Whenever I start to daydream about living in a city with cheap rent, I find things like this to daydream about instead.
I also took my first ride on the S train, which is one of the random subway lines that nobody ever talks about. It was really cool inside, I couldn't help but look like a tourist and snap a few photos.
We also wandered around Grand Central Station, found the whispering hallway (you can whisper into the corner and people can hear you across the hallway), and the dirty rock that shows how the ceiling looked before the restoration.
Next we went to tour the UN, and I stopped in Nigeria along the way.
Cool doors to Kuwait's UN Mission
Gifts to the UN
UN general assembly, where the shit goes down
Wednesday, November 24, 2010
Sand trap at Spyglass golf course
We had a great time running around John Steinbeck's old home, next time I'll be bringing Nick with me to appreciate Pebble Beach.
Sunday, October 31, 2010
The other night Nick had a trivia event and his team went dressed as the Saved by the Bell Glee club, which is a black and white outfit with a red tie. Since Batman is naturally wearing a black and white outfit, we tried out the tie on him. He couldn't/wouldn't walk around much with a tie on, so taking him trick or treating was definitely out. Trick or treating is a lot different in the city, in comparison to Des Moines, where Nick and I both learned our Halloween norms. From what I gather, everybody goes out during daylight hours, focuses on local businesses for their loot, and kids aren't even required to tell any sort of joke. I kind of miss our old Halloweens, in the dark, going to houses with lights on, being required to work a little for the candy.
And not to leave Newman out; he looks regal even on a toilet.
Monday, October 4, 2010
We are not theater people, so for us, Broadway tickets only come about once a year. Our first year, we got tickets to Wicked as a good-bye gift from a friend in Europe. This year, we've both wanted to go to American Idiot, which is a Broadway adaptation of the Green Day album. As fate would have it, one of the Broadway castmembers needed a short leave of absence, and rather than using an understudy, the part was filled in by Billie Joe Armstrong (Green Day lead singer/writer) for 6 days only. How often is it that the replacement actor is about a million times more famous than the original, wrote the music, and made it popular enough to warrant a Broadway show? Seeing this announcement encouraged us to finally get around to buying tickets for Saturday night.
I've seen Green Day twice, Nick once. My first concert ever, I crowdsurfed at a Green Day concert that was held in a tiny Kansas City gymnasium, and the second I got box seats for a work event. Both times, the band invited some gawky teenage kid on stage to play guitar for one of the songs, making his decade I'm sure. The point is, there is a certain kind and humble demeanor that makes it easy to like Billie Joe Armstrong.
Even though the lyrics and storyline aren't particularly jolly, the night was full of happiness and enthusiasm. The crowd was pumped up, the cast was pumped up (how excited must they be to perform with the guy?), and Billie Joe seemed so happy and appreciative to be onstage.
Here is a clip of the encore (not ours!). For those of you who don't know, Billie Joe is the one with the white tuxedo jacket and black shirt. Around 1:48 is the cutest thing ever.
And the link if you can't view the embed: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=kloveIvycgs
Tuesday, September 7, 2010
There are boatloads of feral chickens running around the island, which prompts the following obvious joke.
Q: Why did the chicken cross the road?
A: Because Nick was chasing it with a large fern!
In front of Mt. Wailaleale, aka the wettest place on earth, before we went water tubing:
We stopped at a farmer's market as well, where we bought mangos, mountain apples (strangely shaped mini apples), and apple bananas (sweet, stubby bananas.)
Nick also bought me my first lei.
We finished the day watching the sunset at the end of the road. A lot of the roads just randomly end at waterfalls or beaches, because the entire west side of the island is not navigable by car. Luckily, there was a guy whacking the tops off of fresh coconuts, so we enjoyed the sunset with a coconut & rum cocktail. Not coconut flavored rum, a fucking coconut with rum poured into it!
One main attraction of Kauai is the Na Pali Coast, which is only accessible by boat, air, or foot. Nick and I made sure to cover all three.
We started out exploring the coast by boat, with a sunset and snorkeling booze cruise.
The next morning, we attacked the coast from 4500 feet in a motorized hang glider. Nick was really scared, but I convinced him to go,
and he loved it! Although not enough to do it again. And he liked it! I, on the other hand, was contemplating starting up a hang gliding tour company that flies over NYC. Irrelevant aside: pretty sure NYC controlled airspace is not open to hang gliding.
A couple of days later, we attacked the Na Pali by foot and hiked the Kalalau Trail. It was a 4 hour round trip, comprised of high cliffs, loose rocks, mud, waterfalls, and views for miles. In fact, it was so muddy and/or I was so hardcore that I threw away my pants and shoes after the hike. Such a scenic place was the perfect setting for senior pictures. Though we graduated ten years ago, and missed our ten year reunion while we were in Hawaii, we took "senior pictures" anyway. As I mentioned, we were on a senior citizen time zone schedule.
We also drove along Waimea Canyon, also referred to as "the Grand Canyon of the Pacific" (Mark Twain) and "the Mulholland Drive of the Pacific" (Erica). About 10 miles of gorgeous highways, we had to stop so many times to look and gawk.
Can you see Nick?
When we left Kauai, I sadly bid adieu to my lei. Since a lei picks up the wearer's spirit, it's definitely not a good idea to chuck it in the nearest trash bin. Some lady on the internet suggest disposing of the flowers in the sea which sounded reasonable enough to me!
And, with that, mahalo to Hawaii for the adventures, the relaxation, the snorkeling with sea turtles, the rainbows, the signs that begged for rebellion, the mai tais, the Ben Stiller family sighting, the jumping dolphins, and the hula lessons!