Cute

I wish I would have kept a journal, what little I did write is hilarious. Baby was born on august 16. So beautiful. And now she is six months old. I had no idea how much love I would feel. Good stuff.

pitbulls

So, if you want to make sure that you never get to see my upcoming baby in your home, go ahead, get that so cute pitbull mix. And remember that you will never bring it to my house, because I have a dog, two cats and a baby that I like intact. And I will probably never be able to come to your house because you have a pitbull. I know she is cute. And I have seen what pitbulls do to other dogs. And she has already, in her first day with you, bit my dog's tail. Not gonna see my baby near your dog. Which is so sad, because we really like you.

In other news, sorry if comments don't appear as soon as you write them, I have it set to moderate comments, and my presence here is very irregular.

Baby is good. 35 weeks, so only 5-6 weeks left. My belly is HUGE.

Just got back from a week in the woods and 3 days in Vancouver, BC. Lovely regeneration of the soul. Back to normal tomorrow.

Yeah, I even smell like a hippie today, somehow I must have brushed up against some patchouli at New Seasons tofday. Stink!

X Files

YES, all seasons and movies available on streaming online through Netflix. Guess my Tuesday night plans are SET.

Update: baby is good, kicking and happy. Responds to my voice now.

Read Ricki Lake's book, "Your Best Birth", or at least watch "The Business of Being Born" (streams on Netflix too). Didn't know what a bunch of crap the dominant paradigm is. But now I do, and I've canceled my doctor and have found a super sweet midwife business that is gonna help me have a water birth at home. Not too hippie, but just hippie enough, and seemingly not judgy. I'm pretty excited about the whole thing. My baby will get what she deserves. And yeah, it will hurt, but it was gonna do that anyway.

Not gonna go the no-diaper route though. That's just a bit too far.

Now I'm reading Michael Sloan's "Birth Day." You know so little about anything. Good read.

ahhhhh

Never more, even though I never had anything on there anyway, I've recently been inundated with friend requests from folks that just want more connections. They don't actually want to communicate with me, just have a number, I guess. Hate, Facebook. I like my privacy. Besides, a simple google search on my name will give you easy contact details. I'm not hidden, just takes a little effort. I'm a licensed attorney, for crying out loud, which makes it impossible to hide.

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More Change

And today I called AAA. Well, Steve did, to have my car towed to Danni's to have the fluids replaced and have it looked over for major problems. Seems a co-worker is gonna buy my VW baby. My freedom was taken today. Sigh.

Now I have a husband, a kid on the way, a joint checking account, no car of my own (though on paper I jointly own the Subaru), and soon, I'll run out of unemployment. Ah, dependency. That won't make me crabby.

And what do I want to buy from the proceeds of the car sale? A shed to put my tools in. Simple girl, me.

wowzers

I'm investigating things that I can sew for cheaper than I can buy. Wanna save all the money I can to spend on beer.

So, receiving blankets are way cheaper to buy than to make. Unless I get sheets...hmmmm. Well, I need to go to thrift stores now, get some sheets and tons of tshirts for diapers, and something absorbent for breast pads. But while looking online for patterns and ideas, I came across this:

OUCH, OUCH. I'm all for natural ways of taking care of one's self, but I just can't imagine using one of these. I know, I'm sure for some it is wonderful, and I hope maybe someone reading this will enjoy them. But I'm gonna remain skeptical. OB for me.

texts

Hmmm, posting via texts sucks, but I cannot normally post on the site. I think I have found a solution, however, so this is my test to see if it will work.

But that is how I actually feel. Gah. I wish it wouldn't come out of mouth so readily.

Not drinking makes me a pretentious asshole. "How horrible, getting someone drunk for their birthday, poisioning them, what a lovely present."