Saturday, January 29, 2011

Ceviche safety

It's a go. I got Will liquored up and convinced him a babymoon was brilliant. Now I just have to convince my new midwife that ceviche isn't rrreeeaaalllly raw fish.

Here is the description of our destination, which we'll be visiting mid-February:

"Verana was built on a hillside overlooking the ocean, with a panoramic view of the mountains – deep in the Valle del Sierra Madre Occidental. Carved out of the lush Mexican jungle, it is remote and secluded.

Each of the nine houses was designed with its own character and feel to blend with the landscape and environment. The houses have their own gardens and terraces for privacy, but are still close enough so you don’t feel all alone in the jungle.

In Yelapa, the nearby village, there are no roads and no cars. Everything is done by boat, mule or foot. Yelapa is a small village with a few good restaurants, grocery stores, a lively beach and dancing at the Yacht Club on Saturday nights.

During the day, there is a lot to do: whale-watching, swimming, snorkeling, kayaking...visit the village or hike to Cathedral Falls...or just relax, spoil yourself at the spa, read, jump in the pool and enjoy the jungle around you."

Friday, January 28, 2011

Devil's Food, German, Dark or Milk

Yesterday was chocolate cake day.

Isn't this supposed to be the pregnant lady's expression?


Watch for Week 13 mid-section shots. Judging by his enthusiasm for all things chocolate cake, I believe Will's belly growth may be outpacing mine.

"Let's face it, a nice creamy chocolate cake does a lot for a lot of people; it does for me." -Audrey Hepburn (and Will Spurgeon)



Wednesday, January 26, 2011

Baby Bonanza

Today I received word from two former co-workers that they are expecting in August as well (only a handful of days apart). Add to that cousin Molly due in April and former college roomie Linda due in June, and my life is nearing baby-bonanza proportions!

Babymoon -o- Babymoon

Though determined to spend precious little time browsing the crazy baby websites (and especially coo-coo forums), they have provided one delicious takeaway - the concept of the babymoon.

What is a babymoon? Well, according to Frommers - a babymoon is "a romantic getaway or quiet time spent together by expectant parents...(to) enjoy the brief quiet before the enduring storm that will change your life forever..."

Skeptical? Check out this '07 NYT article:
Babymoon: Getting away while there are just 2 of you.

Will and I have been cooling our travel jets for a longer than desired time and this is
a perfect excuse to get out of Milford and onto a beach. My current front-runner is Verana, pictured above. Now I just have to convince Will that the 529 can wait... Hmmmm...

Monday, January 24, 2011

Packers, Pies and Plums

What a 24 hours!

The Pack to the Superbowl, Eskimo Pie Day and a plum-sized babe hangin' out in my mid-section.


Bring on Week 12 . . .

Sunday, January 23, 2011

Cat-Free-Bag

Yesterday I received news from cousin Molly, friends Karyn and Sue, and Aunt Bonzo that the calendar, and news, made it through the USPS pipeline. Last on the list - Barbara and Robin. But I imagine calendar or no calendar, they will soon learn of Baby Spurgeon's existence. Betty has our full permission to shout it from the rooftops of 1129 beginning tomorrow, so I think it's safe to say, in our personal lives, the cat is out of the bag. Next up - the workplace. Wish us luck.

Friday, January 21, 2011

Half-Bagged

The cat is creeping.

Our primary vehicle for baby news dissemination is a special Spurgeon calendar, which we mailed to close friends and family on Tuesday. The package includes a note telling people to check out Will's special holidays on Feb. 6 (Super Bowl), April 10 (Augusta) and August 10 (Happy Birthday Baby Spurgeon).



Last night we received our first two phone calls and are desperately hoping my mom's sisters (a.k.a. Baby Spurgeon's Great Aunts) get their calendars today. Granny Betty is near implosion. She just can't keep this secret from her besties much longer.

Thursday, January 20, 2011

Ten + One

Unable to find the baby's heartbeat via the Doppler listening device, my doc opted to do another ultrasound. Reason for the difficulty - too much fetal movement. The little thing was flailing its arms, kicking its legs, twisting and shouting. Well, probably not shouting. But, I felt like shouting. For the first time the baby thing felt really real.

Tuesday, January 18, 2011

Sunday, January 16, 2011

Phone home

This was an email I got this week:

You are on day 72 of your pregnancy. You are 10 weeks and 2 days pregnant. You have 29 weeks and 5 days to go.

Your baby’s head makes up more than half of its length. For the time being, the face is broad, the eyes widely separated, the lids are closing, and the ears are low-set. By the end of this week, your baby will measure 2 inches.

Will's response to the forward:

E.T. phone home. You should eat a lot of Reeses Pieces this week.

Friday, January 14, 2011

Maternity wear mentor

Marge, Betty and Peter (in belly). Now that my pants are becoming uncomfortably snug 'round my midsection, I've started musing about maternity wear. I found this photo and thought, "Hmmmm - was this my mother's only option? Or high fashion in 1980?" Wonder if she can dig it outta a box somewhere. I'm especially taken with that little neck bow...

Wednesday, January 12, 2011

Hello Blogger

I began this blog on Weebly, the service I use for CollardDogs, but recently felt it best to go with a more "standard" blog service. Hence, today's switch.

I'm having trouble back-dating the posts, which is why everything below this is dated "January 12, 2011." Moving forward, posts will happen in real time.

9 weeks

Although I feel like a playground kickball with ever-increasing ham hock gams, I don't really look much different. And sadly, if I do look different, the oh-so-obsessive baby websites report: "The thickening in your midsection is most likely due to slight weight gain and bloating." Awesome.
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8 weeks, 5 days

We had ultrasound #2 yesterday. Everything looks, well, extraterrestrial.

On a side note, I hope you all appreciate my willingness to share images of my internal organs. I'll gladly accept and post submissions from others. I'd love to feel like less of an exhibitionist and more a part of a community.

Happy New Year

After Granny Betty played photog for this shot, she is ready for a grand baby. Much easier than getting these clowns to sit still and behave!


Cuddle while you can

A sweatered Kip and Owen spent some quality cuddle time with Marge. They've been informed that this activity is on limited time and as you can see, are taking full advantage now.

The F.P.

Scene: Metro Obstetrics Ultrasound Room
Actors: Nurse, Will, Maggie
Dialogue:
Nurse: "And here is your fetal pole."
Will: "Excuse me?"
Nurse: "Fetal pole."
Will: "Pardon?"
Nurse: "Fetal pole."
Will: "What?"
Nurse: "Fetal pole."
Will: "Pool?"
Nurse: "Pole."
Will: "Pole?"
Nurse: "P - O - L - E. Pole."
Will: "Ahhhh, (said with great understanding) fetal pole."


As an aside, I'd like to point out the rodent-like shape of our beloved F.P. It does appear I am hosting the heir to the Mouse King's throne. Nice.