Hi Lucky!

This weekend Mommy and I were watching the show Master Chef. The episode we watched featured kids from the US competing to be the Master Chef Junior Champion. Their ages ranged from 8 to 13, all of them designing artistic and delicious pastas, desserts, and seafood dishes. During the show, Mommy proclaimed that she was going to make it her motherly goal to bring you up as a Master Chef. “He/She doesn’t even have to win the competition,” she said, “Just be able to fix us dinner.”

Don’t know the month, but this is Mommy and you earlier in the summer.

Here is the GO PACK for our trip to the hospital. Clementine is sniffing the treats that are for me. They’re not supposed to be highly odorous so Mommy won’t be repulsed.

Here Mommy is pointing to the crumbs of pear pie (that she made) that find their way on her belly instead of back on the plate.

Tonight’s dinner was vegetable curry that Mommy made. I was working on the GO PACKS, putting them in the car. We often watch The Colbert Report during dinner. Mommy chose to put her hand in the shot.

In this post, I’m going to freely associate some questions that I have about how things will turn out with you and our lives. Here goes.

will you be a boy or a girl? will you like your name? will you be Peabody-Milman or Milman-Peabody? how will Clementine deal with you? will Clementine be resentful? will it be hard to push the stroller and walk Boo at the same time? what color will your eyes be? will you be a natural birth or C-section? will I remember the way to the hospita? will you ever meet Grammy Nell? will I ever finish my circles video idea? what will be your favorite book to read? how many time will we read it in your lifetime? how old will you become? how old will I be when you get married? Will you tell Mommy and me when you fall in love? When will we let you ride your bike around the block? What will your first word be? Will you be healthy? How will Mommy handle less sleep in your early months/years?,

I have many more, but I’ll stop there for a while…..Math Analysis tests to grade.

Sweet Dreams in your Womby Bed, Love, Daddy

Happy Week 37 Lucky,

The name of today’s post is, “Aarrrggggh!” because that is the best interpretation of the sound Mommy made last night when we were watching TV. She is very uncomfortable these days, moaning when she turns over in bed, getting in and out of cars and the couch, and even sitting or standing. You are full term, now, and you’ve been adding weight at an alarming rate, so Mommy looks kinda like an orangutang with a large belly. She’s ready to hold you in her arms instead of in her uterus.

After “Aarrrgggh-ing,” she said, “I think I just sprained my vah-jay-jay.” It was cute because she was quite uncomfortable but is still keeping a humorous state of mind.

She visited her trainer Linzey today and found out that she probably has pelvic symphisis disorder, which 1 in 4 pregnant women have. Because of the pressure and the flexibility of the pelvis, the cartilage between the pelvic bones above her pubis are under more stress than normal so they are painful. Linzey told Mommy that she really shouldn’t squat any more during her workouts and should practice walking more gingerly. Mommy is a heavy heel-toe walker, on her way into the shower she was practicing on walking with a more full-foot contact in her walk. Fun fun fun.

I spent some time fiddling with the website today because it is rainy today and I don’t have a lot of school work, so I’ve embedded one of my one-second-every-day videos to this post. I’ll describe more of this habit later. I saw the idea on a Ted Talks …..this is my month of July 2013.

Love, Daddy

That was Mommy’s quote this weekend, Lucky. She’s ready for you to come out. I wish it were that easy. You are almost full term now, which means your birthday could happen any time. You could also make us wait 6 more weeks, like the Groundhog when he see’s his shadow on February 2nd.

All my students and parents have been told about your arrival and my absence from the classroom. I meet my long term sub tomorrow to share with him the ins and outs of my classes and routines.

You are part of our family already because some of your clothes and bedding were in my latest load of laundry. I was washing my whites and put in your crib fitted sheet and soft sheets.

Here’s a sample of some student art. If you look closely, the scene is made from the numerals 0 – 9. That is from our Numbers and Counting unit in Math in Art, Technology, and History class.

Sleep well and let Mommy sleep well, too, please. Love, Daddy

Happy Week 36 Lucky!

You are the size of a head of romaine lettuce, weighing about 6 pounds. Head to toe, you measure 18.5 inches. It is hard to believe you still fit inside Mommy. Mommy is finding it hard to fit you, actually. It is getting a little colder, and Mommy found that her fall clothes aren’t fitting as well as they used to.

not able to zip up anymore…sad face 🙁

You keep clawing and twisting and moving inside, making it uncomfortable for Mommy to sit for any amount of time….so sleeping is frustrating. Every one I hear from at school told me, “the last month is the worst!” Great…here we go.

But I’m very proud of Mommy. She’s doing what she can to stay healthy, balanced, and serene. Here she is reading her New Yorker and soaking in the tub, taking some of the pressure off of her.

Saturday was our second baby shower, thrown by my friends at work. It was a library shower, so gifts were favorite books from the guests. It was a great idea and it was fun to see Mommy meet my work friends.

Heather’s sister made the cake after the book, “I Love You Through and Through.”

we played some games like guess the number of socks, pacifiers, and cheerios in the containers.

It is bedtime now but I’ve got MORE papers to grade and so many other things I feel like I need to do tonight. But, some things can wait. Here are some more random happenings.

I had an ultimate frisbee double header this weekend at Marymoor Park. I played really well, catching some deep passes and snagging some tough throws. A specialist met me yesterday to inspect my installation of your future car seat bases. Last night Mommy and I made a Trader Joe’s pizza.  It was a pepperoni, pineapple, and pepper masterpiece. I watched the Seahawks game yesterday and ironed my shirts. We made a Costco run and stocked up with frozen dishes, pampers (I’ve NEVER bought those before), and some snacks and socks. Mommy had an OB appointment today….just a checkup….she heard your heartbeat and everything is ok for launch. Your grandma, grandpa, and great grandma Peabody all have birthdays this week (69 and 95!)

Love, Daddy

Hi Lucky,

Tonight Mommy stated that when you move sometimes, it feels like you are raking your knuckles across her belly. Her abdomen is as tight as a drum. Look at this.

It is curriculum night at school tomorrow, so I wanted to check in with a post tonight. Not long now….Love, Daddy

Hello Honeydew Melon!

My Pregnancy app says you are over 18 inches long and at least 5.25 pounds, Lucky. You aren’t making big movements inside Mommy right now, but she sure feels you. The last couple of nights Mommy hasn’t had the best of sleep, getting up around 3 to pee and not being able to fall asleep. Maybe you are training us for what is ahead.

Speaking of training….here’s what we learned over the weekend….how to a Diaper Genie works, how a Graco Pack ‘n Play (my friend calls it the Polite Jail Cell but says he uses it OFTEN) folds up and out, how to perform infant CPR and choking rescue (we went to a Phinney Neighborhood Association class on Friday night), and that massages help make Mommy feel better (she was treated to one on Saturday afternoon when I was at my frisbee game).

I’m kinda peeved right now because I’ve got pictures of dinner, the baby shower yesterday, and some other events, but my computer is not responding, so it’ll have to wait.

Here are the news stories from today…

The Seattle Seahawks beat the SF 49ers in a record breaking decibel level football game Sunday night.

A strike on Syria for using chemical weapons is still being hotly debated among countries.

The Voyager 1 satellite, launched in 1977, is now officially out of our Solar System!

There are 800 people missing after a Colorado record rain.

At the store today, when reaching for Mommy’s favorite English muffins, I collected an apple fritter for myself. It was a long day and I was up late last night grading AP Statistics papers, so I thought I could treat myself. It was delicious….I love the apple fritter…some fruit, lots of pastry, and bumps that hold more icing for the surface area.

Love, Daddy

Whew, Lucky. It got to 91 degrees in Seattle in September. Mommy is not enjoying the heat nor the nights these days. Today, we were sitting out on the deck before having Gina and Franco for dinner, and Mommy said that she’s ready for you to come. She is feeling done with being pregnant. I nodded and smiled, but knew that you may still be in Mommy’s oven for 5 (and maybe more) weeks. Eeek!

A dinner of sausage in a bun, french fries, and spinach salad.

Today I talked to a woman who is a car seat installation inspector. She’ll come to our house and see if I installed the base for your car seat correctly. The car seat is from cousin Mark and Melissa; it is a Graco Soft Ride, Comfy Seat…..can’t remember……The Graco Snug Ride Classic Connect! I went to Graco’s website to read the owner’s manual to find hundreds of different models to sift through. This is a whole new world for me.

I’ve got some AP Statistics to grade and prepare for before I turn in. Night, Lucky.

Hi Lucky, Little Cantaloupe!

There’s so much happening here…….I’m going to need to learn to slow down when you arrive! Here are some things that are on my mind…..(1) it’s kinda creepy how in a few weeks time you’ll be someone who has a consciousness, body, and personality instead of a blob that pushes out of Mommy’s stomach….you’ll have your own will, exercising it forcefully when you’re older, but for now only have a few tools in your belt to communicate what you want and need, (2) Your Grandmothers on my side, Grammy Nell and Grandma Dorothy, excuse me, Great Grammy Nell and Great Grandma Dorothy are 97 and 95 years older than you! (3) you’ve been very active in Mommy the last several days, making her lose her breath and change positions to keep you tamed, (4) We went to the Puyallup fair with Aunt Karen on Saturday, and (4) I am very proud of Mommy who has kept working out with trainer Linzey about 2x per week. She’s well into the 3rd trimester but is still doing some Bosu cardio and some squats to keep her fit and ready to release you and then recover.

I’m working on my classes so I don’t have a lot of time right now…and Mommy and Clementine are washing up so it is time for me to as well. Here are some shots from the Puyallup Fair.

Mommy petting a puppy

a Watusi bull (Africa)

1,000 lb pumpkins

A pregnant pig…due in about 10 days

sharing a funnel cake

Love, Daddy