At barely one day old:
Four days old:
Her first bath...
One week...
Tuesday, July 20, 2004
Saturday, July 10, 2004
She's Here!
We did it! Teagan Marie Lydia (quite the name for such a little thing) made her entrance into the world at 1:34 am, Tuesday, July 6th. She was a little earlier than expected (I never did get all that laundry done) but completely and impossibly perfect. We are in love, and I struggle daily to not gobble up her cuteness whole.
We attacked her with the camera mere moments after she was born:
We attacked her with the camera mere moments after she was born:
Monday, June 28, 2004
Odds and Sods
- My friend IWS was kind enough to update my blog to the newest version of Movable Type, which allows, among other cool features, the easy deletion of annoying spam emails trying to sell me viagra and time shares. Except....
- I cannot for the life of me figure out how to make my comments show up without needing approval first. Very annoying. So if your comment doesn't immediately show up, it's not you.
- Speaking of comments, if A. from the Highlander is still reading here, drop me a comment here, or if you can't, email me at chryse1 @ yahoo.ca - I think I might have accidentally banned your ISP.
- I am still very much pregnant which is okay by me, because I am not nearly close to done nesting. There are closets that still need rearranging and curtains to hem and I am sure I can find more things to vaccumn if I look really hard.
- It really is amazing how much housework you can find for yourself when you are completely ruled by the little recognized obsessive compulsive hormone.
- I cannot for the life of me figure out how to make my comments show up without needing approval first. Very annoying. So if your comment doesn't immediately show up, it's not you.
- Speaking of comments, if A. from the Highlander is still reading here, drop me a comment here, or if you can't, email me at chryse1 @ yahoo.ca - I think I might have accidentally banned your ISP.
- I am still very much pregnant which is okay by me, because I am not nearly close to done nesting. There are closets that still need rearranging and curtains to hem and I am sure I can find more things to vaccumn if I look really hard.
- It really is amazing how much housework you can find for yourself when you are completely ruled by the little recognized obsessive compulsive hormone.
Friday, June 18, 2004
Pictures and More Pictures...
So our baby shower was this past Sunday, and we recieved oodles and oodles of things, many of which are cute and small and just so damn cute. Although everything was wonderful, I had to post some of the cuter things. Because it is all about the cuteness.
My new favorite baby outfit:
These are just too small and terribly adorable:
Tangwystl's awesome salves:
And my Mom, who has gone completely and delightfully insane, and who hasn't stopped knitting for months now.
And I know you were all waiting for another belly picture (36 weeks):
My new favorite baby outfit:
These are just too small and terribly adorable:
Tangwystl's awesome salves:
And my Mom, who has gone completely and delightfully insane, and who hasn't stopped knitting for months now.
And I know you were all waiting for another belly picture (36 weeks):
Friday, June 11, 2004
The Name Game Part Two:
So, after many late night summit meetings, clandestine treaties and only a little crying, we have come up with both three boy and girl names that we can mull over for the next month.
Of course, we still need to figure out middle names....
Boy Names:
Conall
Dylan
Cameron
Girl Names
Deirdre
Teagan
Sophie
Of course, we still need to figure out middle names....
Boy Names:
Conall
Dylan
Cameron
Girl Names
Deirdre
Teagan
Sophie
Tuesday, June 8, 2004
The Name Game
My big fear right now isn't the pain of labour, or even the Stepford Wife nightmares that plague my nights. I'm afraid our poor baby is going to end up nameless. Apparently something about pregnancy has rewired my body chemistry and every name on the planet makes me want to vomit. I can't imagine any name special enough to grace my precious bundle of joy for their entire life. It doesn't help that as soon as I find a name I might like, my husband declares it awful. If the planets align and the stars collide and we actually manage to agree on a name, within seconds it becomes the trendiest name on the planet, and then I have to start all over again.
So here is the tentative name list...
Potential Names for the Little Precious Mutant Alien:
Boy Names:
Declan - celtic
means: Irish saint
Pro: Original, yet an actual name somewhere on the planet. Didn't just string some random letters together. Goes nicely with my stepson's name.
Con: A little on the "I must embrace my long lost celtic heritage because it's trendy dontcha know" side.
Riley - celtic
means: a small stream
Pro: Not quite trendy, not quite obscure. Simple, and goes well with the complicated last name.
Con: Becoming a very popular girls name. My husband hates it on the irrational basis that he thinks I am trying to name our child after characters from Buffy the Vampire Slayer. He also thinks we shouldn't name our child after a Buffy character that I have been referring to as "Captain Cardboard" for the last few years.
Findlay/Finn - celtic
means: blond haired soldier
Pro: Makes me think of sailing down makeshift rafts on lazy summer days. Fairly uncommon.
Con: Sounds cute on a child, not so sure about a thirty five year old.
Cameron - celtic
means: bent nose
Pro: We actually agree on this name.
Con: Once we decided we both liked this name it immediately became one of the trendier boys names. Went from #80 on the most popular names list to #25 in three years. Don't want him to spend his entire school career being "Cameron H."
Girl Names:
Deirdre - celtic
means: sad one
Pro: Pretty without being too flowery. Fairly unique but still an actual name I didn't just make up. Kind of old fashioned but not in a Bertha-esque way.
Con: Not entirely sure I can spell or pronounce it correctly on any given day. Might end up with the nickname DeeDee.
Maeve - celtic
means: goddess of song
Pro: I like how this name sounds when said outloud. Like both the diminutives Eve/Evie, and Mae. Fairly uncommon.
Con: Same as for Declan. Trendy Irish naming pitfall.
Saffron - english
means: yellow flower
Pro: Love this name beyond all reason. Not entirely sure why.
Con: My husband has a thing against naming children after plants. Naming a child Saffron might compell me to adopt a british accent and start calling everyone "sweetie darling".
Teagan - celtic
means: - little poet
Pro: Pretty, while still being simple. Unique. Sounds nice with aforementioned complicated last name.
Con: Would have to pre-enroll my fetus into exclusive private preschool so she could hang out with her peers: Ainsley, Peyton, Shelby and MacKenzie.
Moira - celtic
means: bitter
Pro: Pretty, somewhat unusual and old fashioned sounding.
Con: Make me want to adopt a Jersey accent for no good reason and pronounce it: "Mwwwwoira". I don't know why.
Sophie - greek
means: wisdom
Pro: Very pretty and feminine. Not too weird or outlandish.
Con: I've only known two people names Sophie, both of which are deeply neurotic and slightly annoying individuals.
Rowan - celtic
means: tree with red berries
Pro: Pretty, without being as flowery as "Rowena". Fairly uncommon. Might be able to slip it by the "no plant name decree".
Con: Sounds like a character from a low rent Charmed rip off. "Hi, my name is Rowan Starbright and now I will draw down the moon."
So here is the tentative name list...
Potential Names for the Little Precious Mutant Alien:
Boy Names:
Declan - celtic
means: Irish saint
Pro: Original, yet an actual name somewhere on the planet. Didn't just string some random letters together. Goes nicely with my stepson's name.
Con: A little on the "I must embrace my long lost celtic heritage because it's trendy dontcha know" side.
Riley - celtic
means: a small stream
Pro: Not quite trendy, not quite obscure. Simple, and goes well with the complicated last name.
Con: Becoming a very popular girls name. My husband hates it on the irrational basis that he thinks I am trying to name our child after characters from Buffy the Vampire Slayer. He also thinks we shouldn't name our child after a Buffy character that I have been referring to as "Captain Cardboard" for the last few years.
Findlay/Finn - celtic
means: blond haired soldier
Pro: Makes me think of sailing down makeshift rafts on lazy summer days. Fairly uncommon.
Con: Sounds cute on a child, not so sure about a thirty five year old.
Cameron - celtic
means: bent nose
Pro: We actually agree on this name.
Con: Once we decided we both liked this name it immediately became one of the trendier boys names. Went from #80 on the most popular names list to #25 in three years. Don't want him to spend his entire school career being "Cameron H."
Girl Names:
Deirdre - celtic
means: sad one
Pro: Pretty without being too flowery. Fairly unique but still an actual name I didn't just make up. Kind of old fashioned but not in a Bertha-esque way.
Con: Not entirely sure I can spell or pronounce it correctly on any given day. Might end up with the nickname DeeDee.
Maeve - celtic
means: goddess of song
Pro: I like how this name sounds when said outloud. Like both the diminutives Eve/Evie, and Mae. Fairly uncommon.
Con: Same as for Declan. Trendy Irish naming pitfall.
Saffron - english
means: yellow flower
Pro: Love this name beyond all reason. Not entirely sure why.
Con: My husband has a thing against naming children after plants. Naming a child Saffron might compell me to adopt a british accent and start calling everyone "sweetie darling".
Teagan - celtic
means: - little poet
Pro: Pretty, while still being simple. Unique. Sounds nice with aforementioned complicated last name.
Con: Would have to pre-enroll my fetus into exclusive private preschool so she could hang out with her peers: Ainsley, Peyton, Shelby and MacKenzie.
Moira - celtic
means: bitter
Pro: Pretty, somewhat unusual and old fashioned sounding.
Con: Make me want to adopt a Jersey accent for no good reason and pronounce it: "Mwwwwoira". I don't know why.
Sophie - greek
means: wisdom
Pro: Very pretty and feminine. Not too weird or outlandish.
Con: I've only known two people names Sophie, both of which are deeply neurotic and slightly annoying individuals.
Rowan - celtic
means: tree with red berries
Pro: Pretty, without being as flowery as "Rowena". Fairly uncommon. Might be able to slip it by the "no plant name decree".
Con: Sounds like a character from a low rent Charmed rip off. "Hi, my name is Rowan Starbright and now I will draw down the moon."
Monday, May 31, 2004
The Power of The Belly
Although I whine and moan and bitch a lot, there is a certain power that comes with the pregnant belly. I liken it to the power of a phaser to to stun (not kill). It's as though an invisible force emanates from the belly, cutting a swath through crowds and silencing the unworthy. It's really good for getting through bunches of people milling about - I just point the belly and a path is cleared as though by magic.
It's amazing, really. I can be waiting in line for the bus, and all I have to do is point the belly and blam - I am in the front of the line. Then I just have to point it again, and no matter how crowded it is, someone gives me a seat. Sometimes I will be sitting at the front of the bus, and someone will give me, young thing that I am, a dirty look, and all I have to do is casually pat the belly (much the way a police officer will oh so casually rest their hand on their gun) to shame them into going away.
I've noticed that this nochalant belly rubbing has a multitude of uses. It works really well on the men delivering my groceries as they swear their way up my apartments three flights of stairs. By the time they hit my door and the shadow of the belly falls across the floor, they are turned into the most solicitous delivery people ever. My groceries no longer get dropped in an unceremonious heap on the hallway floor and actually get carried all the way into my kitchen. It's even made my job more pleasant. Not that customers aren't still obsessed with asking me personal questions, but no one is mean to me anymore. It's fascinating how much nicer people are now that no one wants to be the evil person who yelled at the pregnant woman.
Of course, it may seem a little wrong to shamelessly bask in the glory of such a power, but I figure that soon enough I will be stuck with that annoying "breeder" label, and will have to fend off eye rolling and angry mutterings as I struggle with a stroller up the steps of the bus, or my poor child dares to make a sound in public. Pregnant women may be revered and get to cut in line at the grocery store, but mothers just get dirty looks and well meaning "advice" as to how they are doing it all wrong. So I think I can be forgiven a little, as I take full advantage of this newfound power, fleeting though it may be.
It's amazing, really. I can be waiting in line for the bus, and all I have to do is point the belly and blam - I am in the front of the line. Then I just have to point it again, and no matter how crowded it is, someone gives me a seat. Sometimes I will be sitting at the front of the bus, and someone will give me, young thing that I am, a dirty look, and all I have to do is casually pat the belly (much the way a police officer will oh so casually rest their hand on their gun) to shame them into going away.
I've noticed that this nochalant belly rubbing has a multitude of uses. It works really well on the men delivering my groceries as they swear their way up my apartments three flights of stairs. By the time they hit my door and the shadow of the belly falls across the floor, they are turned into the most solicitous delivery people ever. My groceries no longer get dropped in an unceremonious heap on the hallway floor and actually get carried all the way into my kitchen. It's even made my job more pleasant. Not that customers aren't still obsessed with asking me personal questions, but no one is mean to me anymore. It's fascinating how much nicer people are now that no one wants to be the evil person who yelled at the pregnant woman.
Of course, it may seem a little wrong to shamelessly bask in the glory of such a power, but I figure that soon enough I will be stuck with that annoying "breeder" label, and will have to fend off eye rolling and angry mutterings as I struggle with a stroller up the steps of the bus, or my poor child dares to make a sound in public. Pregnant women may be revered and get to cut in line at the grocery store, but mothers just get dirty looks and well meaning "advice" as to how they are doing it all wrong. So I think I can be forgiven a little, as I take full advantage of this newfound power, fleeting though it may be.
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