Friday, November 14, 2014

Good Morning!

Wednesday, November 12, 2014

6 Things I am Grateful for the Last Two Days

1. Veterans- Something I know I could do better showing gratitude for, and I am very proud of my family members who served. This is a cool project to show the lives of veterans, though you can learn more about the challenges veterans face from sites like the Wounded Warrior Project.
2. French Creek Sushi- Coming 2015 (if we can get Polly's to share their space with us). All locally caught fish. Sounds delicious, right?
3. The looks you get when you go to a sushi place 9 months pregnant- "Hey, do you also serve beer here? I need something boozey to wash down my raw fish."(it's genuinely very cute, because we go to waspy sushi, where there are plenty of cooked things to choose from. Jiro does not dream of our sushi place).
4. One Mom Here, One to Go! The Grandma force is coming in (and potentially bringing Anderson Cooper?), and we couldn't be happier and more relieved. They are bringing the wisdom and the know how to the table. What are we bringing? Childlike whimsy. Also, if everything goes to plan, eventually an actual child.
5. Getting my Mom to Try on Clothes. Twice- One of the great victories of my life. Also, proof that when you are this pregnant, people will mostly do what you ask them to. I do not understand why this is, but I am going to use it as much as possible (and for evil) as I can. I might make her shop more for herself tomorrow! Bwa ha haaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa.
6. People who get defensive in public restrooms- No lady, we aren't trying to steal your spot in line to pee. We didn't even know you were in line to pee. Your anger scared us to another restroom, and I hope your bladder feels better. I am grateful that I have never been that urination desperate.

Tuesday, November 11, 2014

3 Things I am Grateful for Today- Thanksgiving, Women Being Treated lik People, and Cell Phone Angst

1.Thanksgiving is coming up! Most days, I do my 3 Things to make a practice out of being generally positive. Sometimes, it is probably gratitude; sometimes, it is more just "hey look at this cool thing." For the rest of November, I am going to try to write it explicitly in terms of gratefulness, because I am still trying to figure out what gratitude in action looks like (only ideas so far- paying it forward and taking good care of what I have). I know this holiday won't look like the massive family lovefest of last year, but I couldn't be more excited for it.  I mean, it will still have family, gushing, and carbohydrates, so what else can you ask for?

2.The ability to have and make choices about my own body, pregnant or not- I am so grateful for my tiny-handed OBGYN, my doctor/midwife practice that is equally super cool with drugs and birthing balls, and the great and supportive prenatal care I have had the whole run of this thing. These things can get lost in the mix, but when you look at the ways birth choices, the right to control our own bodies, and even infant mortality rates are split by socioeconomic position and race, it becomes clearer and clearer that I have some privileges denied to many other women.

With the feedback from this election, it only becomes clearer and clearer that women's bodies and abilities to make choices about their own bodies is not going to be respected. I know "pro-life" people feel they are saving "babies" from some sort of flippant tarty slubags, but a few articles, especially this one from the New York Times, have come out this week about how rights are being taken away from women who want to be pregnant or who have tragically lost pregnancies. We have reached this awful cultural moment where not only are women solely defined by their status as mothers (also discussed in the New York Times and exemplified by most of my prego reading material), but their identity as baby vessels actually trumps their status as human beings.

So not only am I grateful to live in a state that still respects my personhood (and thereby my choices in pregnancy, childbirth, and the like), but I am also thankful that I have the means to have most of these choices available to me, especially without judgement. I am not strongly entrenched in any particular camp, but just by being married to someone with great insurance, living in a nice urban area, and being white, I can pick and choose as I like. Why is it this way? How can we do better? If you are really "pro-life," why aren't you focused on getting that mortality rate up and safe medical choices available? If I am pro-choice, why don't I do more for other people's choices (not just fighting political battles through organizations like Planned Parenthood, but also thinking about access and economic position)? I want to turn this gratefulness into action, to try to pay it forward. I am going to think a lot more about this, because the majority of my adult volunteering effort has been directed toward art and education, but I would like to be more involved in organizations like "Every Mother Counts" to try to get better choices to other women. I am thinking about this a lot, so if you have feelings about it, please share your ideas!

3. Replacing our phones! We started the process tonight (it is a long angsty process for one member of this family...) and I am mostly excited that my irresponsibility could again be the #1 impediment to getting a hold of me, as opposed to the fact that my phone now dies with no warning and no convincing to behave otherwise. It says it is charging all the time, and then it dies. And then I have no phone. We are finally up for new phones, so I can't wait to get a new phone I will inevitably hate because it isn't enough like my current jank phone that I semi-secretly love. So I guess I am grateful for the old phone's years of service and the new phone's actually being on. 

Monday, November 10, 2014

3 Things for Yesterday- Mommyjacking, Genoming, and Garlic

1. STFU, Parents- This website made me laugh out loud multiple times. Mommyjacking is my new favorite word (they could just rename Facebook that, though I think she is sometimes missing out on the mom population with grown children). I am absolutely sure that limits are lost in this transition, but this is a good reminder that WOW things can go way too far.
2. Genoming Marathon- I got so much genoming done yesterday- up to almost 700 (have to get to 1050 by the end of the month), which is good because I have been internet spotty (as well as lazy) all day. Should get back to work now.
3. Pizza with Giant Hunks of Garlic- Ahhhh garlic, why do you make me so happy? I would have giant chunks of garlic on everything if I could. Supposedly it makes your hair prettier, keeps your skin nice (really?!?), and can help you get snow off your driveway! Thank you interwebs for your garlic wisdom!

Picture of the Week- Fall in Seattle


Sunday, November 9, 2014

Bumpwatch- Week 38




How Far Along: We just finished up our 38th week! The baby is the size of a pumpkin. Specifically, the ones they use as the centerpiece on Halloween Wars. Or the ones they make you guess the weight of. Or the one you could make into a home for a small family. He is growing hair his dad can try to keep perfect for years to come, and he doesn't have as much cottage cheese skin cover. He is running out of room and can't do his daily dancing. He seems pretty sour about it too.

Best Moment of the Week: Date Weekend! Trying to do all the stuff we might miss while the pumpkin and his grandmas rule the roost. It has been such a good week of hanging out, so that is what I am currently the most excited about. It feels like we are back to long distance date weekends, where the baby has become papers and CS250 and bus trips across Pennsylvania. This time reminds me of when we were long distance, and how pumped were just to hang out with each other. We are very used to being a 2 person club (especially this year), so I think he is savoring the time to be immature.

I mean this in the best way possible, because its good to remember we like each other and that time is limited.

Most Interesting Prego Quirk: We have been waiting for my belly button, which is the most disturbing thing in the world right now (I wanted to scare children with it on Halloween), to pop, but it may stay in this strange shallow end phase until the end. In my dreams, it will pop on the day he is coming, as if to say "this turkey is done." Seems appropriate, right?

I Would Really Like Some: Deli sandwiches. Earlier this week I realized by the end of the month I can have real sushi and sandwiches again.
 
Bizarro Thing No One Warned me About: Judge your potential OBGYN's on their hand size. Watch out for any Doctor Scissorhands. Getting your progress checked just means someone sticking their hand way up your business and taking some informed guesses. Also, no information they can get is any kind of indicator of when you will go into labor, so I am not clear on why any of it is worth doing anyway. From everything I can tell, you will know when you are going to be in labor, because you are in labor. The weirdest, scariest, and loveliest part is that they are touching your baby's head. I have spent the entire week getting my head around the fact that he has a regular head (not like an MC Scat Cat head) and that he exists and is real in the world so another person could touch him.So weird.

And The Boy?: Since we finally have all the Must Do's finished, we can mostly focus on fun to do's like finishing up the nursery. This is him obsessing about the fact that the mobile is o a slight tilt. Can you tell? No? Then I think we can safely assume the hairy pumpkin in my uterus really won't mind. He has been hard at work trying to keep a little bit off my plate, which is especially nice.

Looking Forward to: This week my Mom is coming on Tuesday and my Mother-in-Law is coming next Sunday! We need to get our house/ BBG's nursery in order before they show up, but I think once they show up, and there are some actual adults here (not just us posers), things will go a little smoother. 

9 Things for this Week- Sandwiches, San Frantokyo, and Rothkos in Space

1. That I never have to watch Patton again- Boooo. BOOOO. Why are so many of the movies everyone is supposed to see Dude Movies about War? How has no one noticed how boring this stuff is? It's a bad sign when your big iconic moment is the first five minutes (and then there are HOURS of movie left).

2. Starting to bring in the finishing touches on the nursery- We have reached the fun part, hanging pictures and the mobile. I don't think the perfect magazine-ready nursery is ever going to happen (don't tell the Boy), but I am pretty proud of what we came up with using things we already have or that we can definitely use later when BBG decides he wants a Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtle room. There are a few things I wish we could add, but at some point, you have to make practical choices, right?

3. Handiness- The Boy killed it with the handiness this week, switching out our doorknobs, fixing a piece of furniture that came broken, and fastening things to the wall. I think even though the house is still kicking our ass, you can see that we have learned some stuff in the process, and that is worth getting excited about (also, never watch Property Brothers, because they will curse you).

4. Synthetic, horrible for you, Sugar Cookies- Oh yes, we have reached rock bottom here, and it tastes delicious. My current theory is that we are having a last breathe of immaturity, so I am not fighting our horrible decisions.

5. Tilthe- We had our last fancypants dinner just the two of us for a while (my Mom is here on Tuesday and then we have some number of parents in the house for a straight month! It will be awesome, but I am guessing the rest of 2014 will not scream romance). Tilthe is a restaurant built inside a little house in Wallingford (and not unlike our craftsman, has lots of character-I may have pulled the WC doorknob off accidentally), and they pride themselves on local and organic food. It was fun to be brave trying new things (I am not sure I actually had risotto before) and to just have a little adventure.


6. The Butcher and the Baker- We have been trying to go to this restaurant for months, but it was always closed when we tried! It is now one of my favorite places in Seattle and my absolute favorite place in our neighborhood. It just makes me so happy to find places that we want to be "our" place, and it is across the street from The Boy's bus stop, so now I have dreams of him bringing those sandwiches home with him sometimes. Plus, it is so small and cute that you can see the whole kitchen and everybody there while you are eating. Best sandwiches I have had in a long time.

7.  Sunny Fall Days in Seattle- I have already solved the mystery of why people get seasonal depression in Seattle. It is not the rain. In fact, the rain is pretty nice. It is not the seasons, because the whole area looks beautiful when the trees start changing. It's that the sun sets so early you barely see it (the beautiful sunset on the right? I took that photo around 4 o'clock yesterday)- so when it is nice, you have to get outside!

8. San Frantokyo- All in all, I did not love Big Hero 6. In fact I am pretty over this very particular brand of character design (why do all the characters look like lazy versions of The Incredibles? Why is the lead kid a slightly more Japanese version of the kid from How to Train Your Dragon? Why are the female characters' torsos smaller than the male characters' necks?). It feels like a bad sign when the design of a film is so unabashedly lazy (not to mention the line writing- if you have a great story, you need things to also work on the dialogue level. Show don't tell people! You are professional filmmakers, for goodness sake! Especially if you are dealing with a bunch of engineers, where the personality types are so easily demonstrated). Anyway, clearly not a huge fan, but kudos to whoever did the design work for San Frantokyo, because it was gorgeous. Not only was it beautiful, but it was loyal to the shape of both cities and it took something familiar and changed it just enough to make it really interesting to look at. I really loved the play with the city spaces.

9. Ralph Pugay- This artist won the Betty Bowen Award and was on display at SAM (we went to see Pop Departures, which I haven't settled my opinion on yet, because I need to read the essays in the catalog). He painted this picture of Rothkos in Space (like Pigs in Space, come on!) which I now know I have been waiting to see my whole life. It's not often you laugh out loud in an art museum, so you have to love an artist whose paintings make you laugh and critique the institution in such biting ways. And he is based out of Oregon, so not too far away.