Archive for April, 2010
killing me
This story from the SF Chronicle says it all. Giants: why must you mess with my emotions? You are like the cute boy who impressed me from the start, captures my heart, then backs away. I am confused. I am hurt. I believed in you.
Yeah, I know that I’m being dramatic. After all, it’s only the 3rd week of the season. But, damn! My love/hate relationship with my Giants is rough, and I’m sensing that this season is going to be particularly rough.
My worst nightmare
Every so often you read a story similar to this one and it is never an easy read. Whenever this happens locally, it takes me a few days to get over it. I can’t stop thinking and empathizing with the parents from the bottom of my heart. I cannot even begin to imagine the agony, guilt and sadness they must have to deal with. Not to mention the affect such a tragedy would have on the relationship.
Now that I am expecting my own little one, the story has hit even harder.
You see, I will be the first to admit that I can be quite scatterbrained. I am forgetful, plagued with short-term memory, and tend to operate on a moment-to-moment basis. I hate to write this, but I could see this happening to me, no matter how much I tell myself I would NEVER EVER let it.
Apparently the laws were changed in the 90′s, requiring that child seats to be installed in the back seat, rather than the front seat. Apparently deployed airbags in the front seat can cause child and baby fatalities. Obviously it never occurred to anyone that moving child seats to the back would result in so many fatality cases of forgotten children left inside a parked car.
It would be great if they could develop some kind of technology, like a remote control that beeps in the event you close your car door and baby is still in the car seat.
These occasions seem to occur way too often for my liking. You’d think there would be more of a focus to find a way to prevent such disastrous events.
I get such amusement out of my weekly BabyCenter updates. Each Tuesday the emails arrive like clockwork in my inbox, telling me how my little one is developing inside of me. Today my baby is 18 weeks old.
Last week he/she was a turnip and this week he/she is a bell pepper. I thought that turnips were bigger than bell peppers but what do I know?!?!
emotional rollercoaster
Here we go again. I love baseball season, but oh how my heart suffers. My emotional state day to day seems to correspond directly with how the Giants are performing. They win: I am happy and the Giants are amazing. They lose (oh just a Manny Ramirez 2 run home run in the 8th inning so the Dodgers win 2 – 1, DON’T GET ME STARTED): I am disgruntled and the Giants are the stinkiest team ever.
Yep, this is my life between April and as of lately, September, of EVERY year. The irony is I would LOVE for this torture to extend to October, as that would mean the Giants are in the play-offs. Sick, huh? I know.
I got the fever
Wow… A week ago the last thing on my mind was Giants baseball. Today, it’s all I can think about. I was feeling pretty lukewarm about this season as it didn’t seem like the Giants had done enough to improve themselves during the off-season. They did pick up a couple of new players to boost their offense (Aubrey Huff and Mark DeRosa), but no names that made you go “wow! the Giants really want to win this thing”.
However, as they say, chemistry is big factor and the 2010 Giants seem to have that certain “je ne sais quois” as is quite apparent after just 4 games. 4 games that they WON, I should say!!! I don’t think they’ve ever started off 4-0, so this is HUGE.
I must say I am thrilled. It didn’t take much to get me back into the spirit, that’s for sure! I truly feel like I’ve caught a fever and baby it’s HOT!
Birth plan?
So I’m browsing the September 2010 birth club forum today and there’s a huge discussion about who has completed their “birth plan” and what does the plan entail? Umm…. I didn’t realize we were in business school! Birth plan? Seriously?
Just get the f$(!ing baby out is my “plan”… oh and give me all the drugs you have available. That’s it! What else is there to “plan”?
Clearly I have a LOT of work to do before September 21…
Blood! Ack!
Sorry in advance for the TMI.
This morning I was on the toilet doing my business. I blew my nose then used the same tissue to wipe “down there”. As I do every time I pee, I check the TP for any signs of anything “unusual”. My heart stopped for a moment as I saw drops of blood. My biggest nightmare. Although bleeding is very common, especially early on in pregnancy, I haven’t had it yet and it can signal an imminent miscarriage.
For a moment I panicked then realized the blood was a bit faded as it had seeped through the folded over TP. I grabbed a new bit of TP, wiped down there and nothing. That is when I realized that the blood must have come from my nose! So I blew my nose again, and sure enough spots of blood. PHEW!
Bloody noses are another symptom of pregnancy, although it hadn’t happened to me yet. I’ll take it! So weird!
Wrong Wrong
Okay, this is silly. Found this website and couldn’t resist!
The Baby Genie name generator came up with:
girl: Barbara Gloria DeStefano
boy: Noah Warren DeStefano
Sorry! No go.
8 pounds!
That’s right! Not even sure how it happened but 8 pounds later, here I am. I am continuing to eat well (normal), exercise like normal and magically…. 8 pounds! Makes sense considering I can no longer zip up my jeans. I am almost 16 weeks in and you really aren’t supposed to gain a lot of weight (if any) during your first trimester. Apparently starting the 2nd trimester, you are supposed to gain a pound a week. So that means I should gain 24 more pounds (!!!!!) 24 + 8 = 32! Oh brother. Please don’t laugh when you see me waddling down the street this summer!
