Friday, November 30, 2012

The Good and the Bad

So...this wasn't news we were planning on sharing just yet, but I'm desperate for company and support.  I'm just over 13 weeks pregnant.  That's part of the good news.  The other good news:  this is further along than my last two pregnancies, and so far, this baby seems happy and is doing just fine.  Here are some ultrasound pictures from this morning:
Head-on view of his face and belly
Back view of his head and spine
Profile view of his body with his hands near his mouth
Another profile view of his head and arms
Evan calls this the smiling skeleton; I think it looks like an alien
Keep in mind that although I keep calling it a him, we don't know for sure.  It's just how I imagine him.  I was right with both of my others.  But I may be eating my words in a few weeks, if we get to that stage.

Which brings up the bad news--I'm on bed rest for at least the next two weeks.  There were some blood clots behind the placenta in my ultrasound four weeks ago. 3 weeks ago, those clots came out, resulting in a trip to the ER.  I was put on bed rest for a few days, then told to stop exercising and "take it easy."  We were just starting to think I was in the clear when I started spotting last weekend.  And now, in the ultrasound this morning they found that the bleeding behind the placenta has gotten worse.  We don't know the ramifications of that yet.  So in the meantime, I'm on full-fledged bed rest.  

Which for me, is bad enough.  Add to that the fact that we have airline flights for Christmas departing in two weeks and one day--a flight that we just might not be able to take.  Which is a real bummer for all of us, especially the kids.  They've been counting down the days for weeks.  

So...prayers, please.  I don't want to lose this baby.  And I've only been on bed rest for a whopping 10.5 hours, but I honestly don't know how I'm going to get through this with my sanity intact.  

Saturday, November 24, 2012

Yummy Turkey Day

 I love Thanksgiving.  And I love it with traditional foods.  But I think it helps that the only time of year I'm willing to eat most of these foods is on this one day.  I'd get sick of them otherwise.

Like last year, it was just our little family and uncle Eh-eh again.  Unlike last year, though, we were all able to sit and eat in peace (last year Spencer threw up just as we were sitting down to eat).  So glad we didn't have to reheat our meal this year.

Here was our food buffet, complete with turkey, mashed potatoes (red ones, with skins), stuffing, gravy, rolls, peas, jell-o salad, and clementines (with pie to follow later):
I've found that the best way to ensure a moist turkey is to cook it in a turkey bag.  It keeps all the juices in, and the meat literally falls off the bones.  It's practically a crock pot...but the turkey still browns nicely.
Uncle Eh-eh did the honors of carving the bird:
Rolls (I cheated and used Rhodes this year):
Yummy Jell-o salad:  cranberry jello with crushed pineapple and chopped apples, oranges, and cranberries.  Looks really gross in this picture, but it's actually one of my favorite Thanksgiving dishes:

Pumpkin pie, Libby-style--the only way to go:
Cheesy apple pie--tastes better than it sounds:

 Beginning our feast:
 1st helping.  Don't worry; I'll be back for more:

And now that I've had this same meal for three days in a row, I'm sick of it.

Friday, November 16, 2012

It's Dat Donut Time Again

 On my birthday I went with a friend for a drive to Dat Donut shop in south Chicago.  It took a good 45-60 minutes to drive there.  But so worth the drive.  So when my friend asked me again this last week if I wanted to go again, I didn't even hesitate to say yes.  It's one of the top 10 donut shops in the country.  "Too good to dunk" is their slogan.  I never want to live on the south side of Chicago, but I sure wish they would open up another location up closer to us.  Best donuts ever.  Check out the size of their big ones:
 Waimea prefers the strawberry ones, though:
 It's like eating 4 donuts:
 We brought one home for Evan and Spencer to share, and guess who wanted more (even though she ate two at the shop):
 It's as big as his face:
 It's making me want more.  Soo fluffy, soo good.  I ate the Boston Creme and a pineapple glazed one.  Love them!

This last week we went to their original location.  I will never go there alone, and I will never go there when it's not light outside.  In fact, I may never go to that location again.  Not only were all the businesses covered with iron bars on the windows and doors, but even the donut shop had bulletproof plexiglass between us and the workers.  To give us our orders, they put it in one of those lazy susan, turnstyle things--also make of bulletproof plexiglass.  I think I'll stick with going to the location we went to on my birthday; it felt a little safer.  

Thursday, November 1, 2012

Off to Preschool

 After our failed attempts at getting Waimea into Kindergarten early (she missed the cut-off here by 1.5 months) we decided to opt for the cheap preschool option--high school sponsored preschools.  Spencer did a similar program in New Jersey, and we were happy with it.  So we enrolled her in our local high school's Little Vikes Preschool (ironically, Spencer's was Little Vikings Preschool in New Jersey).  Because it's run by the high school, the high school kids need a little instruction before the program begins, so school didn't start until late October.  Here she is on her first day:
 As an added bonus, three of her friends were attending the same school:
She is loving it!  (And so am I).

Halloween 2012

I couldn't bring myself to get into the Halloween spirit this year.  I tried.  I dreaded making costumes (so unlike me), and kept putting if off.

Finally, a week before Halloween, I turned to the kids and said, "I will pay you $5 to wear one of your old costumes."  Mea took the bait, but Spencer insisted on being the green ninja from Ninjago.  (Silent groans).  Here's what he had in mind:


So then I looked into buying him one.  $60+.  No way.  So I went for the cheap, ghetto version:  borrowed mask from his dad, $10 in fabric to make a karate suit, bias tape to make the black detailing on the front, and craft foam sprayed silver and then sewed on for the more detailing on the front.  Good enough.  Ironically, he was the object of envy among the boys at his school's Halloween parade.  Goes to show that the kids aren't as picky as the adults. 



As for Mea, she stuck with her Aurora costume that I made her awhile back.  (After all the bundling up because of the cold, though, you can hardly tell who she's supposed to be.)   And she got her $5 bribe--she was happy, I was happy.  I think I'll use this tactic every year.  Especially because the kids don't last long trick-or-treating.  Why waste so much money on an awesome costume when the kids hardly use it?  You'd think that the candy would entice them to keep going (it sure did with me!), but Waimea was done after about 10 houses, Spencer maybe 20.  Oh well.  

Anyway, after celebrating Halloween for weeks with all the parties and events we've been to, I am so done with it.  Bring on Thanksgiving already!