Things never to say to a pregnant woman...

"You look about ready to pop!"  Oh really?  So I look as huge and awkward and ridiculously uncomfortable as I feel?  Gee, thanks.

(Upon hearing that I'll have two boys 22 months apart) "Wow, you're going to be busy!"  Ohmygoodness, I never thought of that!  What was I thinking?  I'm not busy at all now, but with TWO... uh oh...

"That top is really slimming on you.  It makes you look less pregnant!"  I know you mean it as a compliment, but all I heard was 'Wow, you've put on a lot of weight and that shirt hides it pretty well.'

"You're getting closer!"  Why, yes, I am.  In fact, I'm exactly two days closer to having this baby than the last time I saw you!

I'm sure there are more... these are just the ones fresh in my mind from hearing them all in the last week or two.  What about you?  What do you absolutely not want to hear (even from incredibly nice, well-meaning people!) when pregnant?  Or have you been on the giving-end of a particular gem? :)

7 Quick Takes (vol. 14)

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I wasn't planning on doing Quick Takes today because I figured I would just be too busy to worry about trying to get them done (and I wasn't sure I could come up with seven even moderately interesting things from the week), but Jen is giving away an Amazon giftcard to one of this week's 7 Quick Takes bloggers! !!!  Even the faint possibility of winning money to spend on books is highly motivating, so here we are.

(Warning: very random quick takes this week.)

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Of course, it's not like I actually find/make the time to read all that often these days.  But the list of books that I want to read keeps growing, regardless of how slow I am in actually getting to anything on the list.

I'm currently reading two books at the same time (something I generally prefer not to do).  I started rereading Dr. Bradley's Husband-Coached Childbirth, but it's not exactly helpful in getting my mind off being pregnant (especially at 1am when I just want to stop thinking about everything and get comfortable and go to sleep!).  So I also started Sum of All Fears.  Tom Clancy is much better bedtime reading.

Is that weird?

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On second thought though, mixing the natural childbirth book and the spy novel may not be the most conducive to improving my sleep.  When we were taking Bradley classes before Michael was born I was also reading Band of Brothers for the first time, and I had some pretty intense dreams about being in labor and jumping out of planes at the same time...

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Speaking of labor, I'm never scheduling a doctor's appointment on a Friday ever, ever, ever again.  At my last appointment two weeks ago I was in the office for well over an hour and a half, just for weight/blood pressure/measurements and everyone's favorite, peeing in a cup (no, not really a favorite).  I assumed it was just that particular day that they were running so behind.  Well.  Today I showed up 20 minutes before my appointment and ended up waiting for well over an hour total.  Not quite how I intended to spend my time this morning.

But it was all worth it, because Liam is head down and--according to my tardy-yet-very-sweet midwife--unlikely to move from there at this point.

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And speaking of Tom Clancy, is it weird that I have to replay that scene from The Hunt for Red October in my head to remember the difference between Pavarotti and Paganini?  This is totally relevant, because Colorado Public Radio was playing Pavarotti on my way to drop Michael off at my sister-in-law's this morning before my doctor's appointment.  And The Hunt for Red October is always relevant.

I guess it shouldn't be surprising that I have to go through the whole scene to remember.  I also still sound out Wed-nes-day and Feb-ru-ary phonetically to make sure I'm spelling them correctly.

And I thought for sure I would be able to find that clip of Jonesy explaining Pavarotti and Pagnini... but it has not occurred to anyone to post that on youtube.  Lame.  Maybe you should just go watch the movie.

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And speaking of CPR, it is totally unfair that both CPR and K-Love were having their fall pledge drives at the same time.  Michael insists on music in the car, and I'm tired of the three CDs I've failed to replace in my car in the last 5 months.  So to have both of our more-or-less-commercial-free-and-child-friendly options spending more time asking for money than playing music was not fun this week.  Thankfully K-Love's is now over, and CPR's should be over soon as well.

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Check back soon for the amazing tale of my epic adventures in craftiness (complete with pictures!).  We're celebrating my niece's 2nd birthday tonight, and I'm making (yes, still in progress... I've still got 3ish hours left before the party) a fairy crown and dress-up skirt for her.  Sometimes I even amaze myself (movie line, anyone?)... I am usually not at all crafty, but I thought of this idea over a month ago and simply could not resist.  And it's been super fun.  More details (and pictures! did I mention pictures?) soon!

Go see Jen for more quick takes!  Happy Friday :)

7 Quick Takes (vol. 13)

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So, just a little bit behind with blogging.  Actually, not even really behind--it's not like a ton of stuff has been happening and I've failed to blog about it.  We've just been busy with the usual: three jobs, one masters degree, house hunting, a toddler, and a rapidly growing in utero baby.  Not even in that order...

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I apparently hit the "look like I'm about to pop" pregnancy milestone this week.  In one day I had the "When's your due date?  Six weeks away?  I really don't think you're going to make it until then!" conversation and the "Wow, you must be about done!" "Yeah... in another six weeks" conversation.  The latter went on to try to persuade me to get an epidural this time, because doing it without "just isn't worth it!"  I never cease to be amazed at the type of conversations one has while getting one's hair cut by a complete stranger.

Also, I have no lap left.  Michael hasn't seemed to notice/doesn't care.  I suppose it'll be even harder for the boys to share my lap after Liam is born, but we'll figure it out.

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The wait is finally over--both of my Biblical school classes will continue.  It seems weird to not be waiting any more... I'm thrilled for my students that they don't need to try to find another class to attend, and thankful for the extra income from having two classes.  But boy-oh-boy, Thursdays are long days for us now!

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Michael's vocabulary continues to grow by leaps and bounds.  In the past week he's added two important family names: Abby and Cassie.  "Abby" can either mean he's looking for his beautiful red-headed playmate, or a delicious snack of red fruit--as he uses the name interchangeably for his cousin and for apples.  He finally started calling Cassie by her name and not just "da!" (he's always enthusiastic about dogs).  However, he hasn't quite mastered the initial consonant sound... I'll leave the rather entertaining result to your powers of deductive reasoning.

Update: Between beginning to draft this post on Wednesday (if I don't get a head start, you don't get quick takes) and finishing it on Friday, Michael started saying "apple" perfectly.  He also says "blueberries"--somewhat less perfectly, but still with some pretty impressive enunciation.  I've decided that fruit is the ultimate motivator for getting him to say new words.

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I think it's finally time for Michael to start saying goodbye to his Pooh bear--the adorable little Winne-the-Pooh stuffed toy/cuddle blanket to which he has been very attached for the last 9 months or so.  Shortly after developing his naptime/bedtime attachment to his Pooh bear he also started chewing on the edges.  He quickly went from simply chewing on the edges to absolutely shredding the edges of the blanket with his teeth.  This quickly resulted in a very pathetic looking Pooh bear blanket thing.  But as of this week it has become apparent that he has started swallowing strings of significant length which he has pulled off/out of the blanket with his teeth.  I'll leave just a little bit to the imagination and say only that whatever cotton/polyester mix was used in the composition of the blanket, it is completely impervious to a toddler's digestive system.

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Tonight and tomorrow night Alex and I get to practice parenting-in-bulk with four little boys three and under.  Granted, one of them doesn't do much other than kick my ribs and head-butt my bladder, but I'm sure the other three will keep us quite busy and entertained.  Michael will be ecstatic to have his cousins (16 months and 3 years) to play with :)

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I was not particularly ready to wake up to snow this morning, even if it was only a light dusting on the cars and trees.  This had better not be indicative of winter actually being right around the corner--less than two weeks of gorgeous fall temps were not enough to separate our ridiculously hot and dry summer from snow, snow and more snow (although we're definitely hoping for a wet winter... mmmm, snow days :)).

Go see Jen for more quick takes!  Happy Friday :)