Monthly Archives: August 2010
|August 17, 2010||Posted by Lisa under Uncategorized|
I started out my third trimester with a very big bang. On Saturday I was treated to a very sweet shower by three very sweet and dear friends.
From right to left, Mandie is my friend from the East Side. She has two kids who I love and she is very, very good at making me happy, even when her youngest decides to upchuck her lunch on me. Leslie is my friend from a few streets over. We went to the same law school and I had a mad girl crush on her (Look how cute she is!) from afar until we all moved to Austin and I was able to crush on her up close and personal. Shannon is my friend I met through her lucky husband, who I went to law school with and who now works with George. She has an adorable little girl and has given me valuable tips and insight on my upcoming voyage into motherhood. Together, as my hostesses with the mostesses, they threw me the most lovely shower a girl could ask for.
There was a dessert table with pink candy, pink cupcakes, and carefully crafted letters so cute that I am totally hanging them in Baby Girl’s room. There was pink lemonade and pink dipped pretzels. It was cute overload.
There was a yellow table with finger sandwiches and dips and cheeses and fruits and flowers. The Cute really did overwhelm me this time, for, as you can see, I instantly started bawling the moment I was able to take it all in. The girls were sweet and didn’t make fun of me. I was just so surprised. Not at their kindness, because I know I have the best friends in the world. But, at their thoughtful planning and execution, at the thought that they did all of this for a baby that I dreamed for, hoped for, prayed for, cried for, worried about, laughed about, and love already. And, the realization that they did it because they love her already, too. They asked questions and got updates and cooed over ultrasounds and sweetly hugged me when I thought I might lose it, or her. They wrote sweet notes and sent encouraging texts and emailed and gchatted and listened to me talk about baby stuff incessantly without complaint. They got together and threw us a shower with my closest girlfriends and family all so we could celebrate little Alice Pearl. And we felt so loved.
My mama and mama-in-law were there to join in the fun and get showered as the new grandmas-to-be. We played games and opened gifts and ate and ate and ate.
Alice, meet your new aunties. My friends are gorgeous, no? One of the best parts of the party was to see all of my favorite girls from different parts of my life in the same room. All talking and laughing and enjoying the food and friendship and giving their well wishes for the sweet little girl to come.
It truly was a fantastic afternoon and I was so grateful. Don’t think I was able to wipe that smile off my face til a couple of days later, at least. Thank you, friends. You are fabulous.
|August 11, 2010||Posted by Lisa under Uncategorized|
This summer has been pretty mild compared to the previous few. It was just last week that we had the first 100+ degree day, and we’re already well into August. Mild or not, though, its hot. Really hot. And being over 6 months pregnant in 100+ degree heat makes doing every day tasks such as walking a block or two to lunch almost unbearable.
So, I was completely elated today when I saw big, dark storm clouds on the horizon. Since becoming responsible for keeping our postage stamp sized yard green, I’m generally thrilled when it rains because it means I don’t have to mess with the sprinkler AND its FREE WATER. WATER. FREE! Today, though, I was mostly happy because rain means at least a slight temperature drop, and 91 is better than 101 any day.
My preoccupation with free water from the sky reminds me of my grandmother and makes my heart ache for her. We said goodbye to her back in February of this year.
All my life, I listened to her talk incessantly, almost obsessively, about the rain. “Is it going to rain today?” “We never get rain in San Antonio.” “We got rain today but only a couple of drops!” I thought she was nuts and completely boring until I realized where the concern for rain came from.
Grandma grew up on a farm with crops during the depression. Rain was important to her family because if it didn’t rain, there were no crops, and they didn’t eat. Rain was life, essentially.
She loved rain. She loved to get out in it. Loved to drive around and get lost in it (on purpose at first, accidently towards the end of her life). She loved to watch it and talk about it and anticipate it.
Its nice to have something that happens so naturally and fairly often remind me of someone I love. She was certainly on my mind today.
|August 8, 2010||Posted by Lisa under Uncategorized|
Hours I can spend watching my belly jump and move like a pan of Jiffy Pop: about 3 1/2 so far this morning, and counting.
|August 4, 2010||Posted by Lisa under Uncategorized|
Would you mind letting me indulge in a little bit of whining? You don’t mind!? THANK YOU. You are so nice!
I’m tired. My whole body is sore. My belly hurts. Its grown drastically over the past week and it feels like someone is constantly pulling down on it… I dunno why. Maybe because someone is constantly pulling down on it. I can’t sleep through the whole night. I’m short of breath, I’m low on energy, and my face is broken out. Even my dear old friend Blue Bell is failing to make me feel better these days. Two bites give me serious heartburn.
Yep, its a beautiful thing, pregnancy. It really is. I’m just uncomfortable and I hope it doesn’t last too much longer. The uncomfortable, that is. The pregnancy can last a few more months, still. I’m not evicting her yet. Although, feeling the way I feel today, I cannot imagine doing this for three more months without some serious and perhaps illegal drugs. Kidding. Kinda.