I have the unfortunate habit of creating "visions"--usually for rooms and outfits. I'll look at a dress and think "that would go great with a 1940s-ish platform heel with a wide-ish heel, but not chunky heel in black suede". (Calvin Klein made such a shoe in Fall 2009, by the way)
So, with baby's room I've been pretty specific. I am not super girly, so I knew I didn't want to do pink/purple, but I didn't want it to look like a "boy" room, either. So, I knew I wanted a white crib with a solid back. I'm not worried about it converting to a full-sized bed since we currently own 3 queen sized beds. (UGH) Well, European baby cribs are huge prison-esque monstrosities and usually come in a wood veneer (and aren't white). So those were out. Amazon has a ton! But since we can only receive mail via the USPS and it has a 77lb shipping limit, no one will ship it. Boo. So finally I relented and went to the PX. The PX utilizes a "consumer popularity" stocking system. Right now, apparently consumers are into dark cherry and espresso cribs. And if they want a white one, it's apparently a Jenny Lind style (I do not like Jenny Lind cribs). So, I had to break down and order one...it should be here in 3-6 months! Hopefully closer to 3. Baby comes in less than 5!
The bedding we picked is an alphabet theme! I love it so much--it just came in the mail today!
Tuesday, March 1, 2011
Wednesday, February 23, 2011
And out again
Hubby came home from a month in the field for a 4 day. He went back today with his company for some training that couldn't be fit in during the month. He left in the cover of night, as per the usual.
We decided on a name...I'm hesitant to announce it. People can be so freaky about names. I told my mom and honestly, I was terrified she would hate it! Luckily she did not :)
The doc hasn't called, so I'm guessing I didn't come in contact with rubella! It still blows my mind that I had 2 doses of the MWR vaccine and I had zero immunity to rubella.
I ate carpaccio at a restaurant afew days ago. A friend asked if I should really be eating raw meat when pregnant. What astounds me is most people don't realize that the risk of eating raw foods (eggs, meat, etc) is the same for pregnant and non-pregnant. It is the illness that poses a greater risk. If I was in the states, I wouldn't be eating raw foods because of the atrocious farming practices. But I am confident in the way Europeans treat farm animals. There is a much smaller risk of getting salmonella or e. coli from a German cow than from a bag of American spinach. And that fact is exceedingly sad.
We went to Wuerzburg the other day to get some stuff for the baby's room. She now has an armoire and a dresser/changer (well, really it's just a dresser upon which a changing pad will be placed). The only thing we have to really buy now is a crib and the mattress. I'm waiting for the big PX in Europe to get some white cribs in stock...
My classes are going well. My morning clients are awesome! They are really committed to form and they are a consistent group. My evening classes have a bit of a vagabond feel and I struggle with getting one-timers to squat correctly and not injure themselves...it frustrates me.
We decided on a name...I'm hesitant to announce it. People can be so freaky about names. I told my mom and honestly, I was terrified she would hate it! Luckily she did not :)
The doc hasn't called, so I'm guessing I didn't come in contact with rubella! It still blows my mind that I had 2 doses of the MWR vaccine and I had zero immunity to rubella.
I ate carpaccio at a restaurant afew days ago. A friend asked if I should really be eating raw meat when pregnant. What astounds me is most people don't realize that the risk of eating raw foods (eggs, meat, etc) is the same for pregnant and non-pregnant. It is the illness that poses a greater risk. If I was in the states, I wouldn't be eating raw foods because of the atrocious farming practices. But I am confident in the way Europeans treat farm animals. There is a much smaller risk of getting salmonella or e. coli from a German cow than from a bag of American spinach. And that fact is exceedingly sad.
We went to Wuerzburg the other day to get some stuff for the baby's room. She now has an armoire and a dresser/changer (well, really it's just a dresser upon which a changing pad will be placed). The only thing we have to really buy now is a crib and the mattress. I'm waiting for the big PX in Europe to get some white cribs in stock...
My classes are going well. My morning clients are awesome! They are really committed to form and they are a consistent group. My evening classes have a bit of a vagabond feel and I struggle with getting one-timers to squat correctly and not injure themselves...it frustrates me.
Thursday, February 17, 2011
Baby Names
As soon as people find out you're pregnant, they want to know what you're naming your little bean.
We have been thinking about names for years, but now it's go time! When we found out we were having a beanette, we had to start from square one. The boy bean would have had a name, but girl names are so difficult. Especially with our bear of a surname.
So, every time I divulge it's a girl, people immediately pounce about names. And then seem utterly disappointed when I don't have one that I like. Let's also consider the fact that I haven't seen my husband since we found out and our phone conversations are limited to 5-8 minute spurts regarding soldiers and families.
Plus, I'm terrified of people telling me they hate this and that, because the only person they ever knew that had that name was an obese lesbian. (Thanks, Mom)
We have been thinking about names for years, but now it's go time! When we found out we were having a beanette, we had to start from square one. The boy bean would have had a name, but girl names are so difficult. Especially with our bear of a surname.
So, every time I divulge it's a girl, people immediately pounce about names. And then seem utterly disappointed when I don't have one that I like. Let's also consider the fact that I haven't seen my husband since we found out and our phone conversations are limited to 5-8 minute spurts regarding soldiers and families.
Plus, I'm terrified of people telling me they hate this and that, because the only person they ever knew that had that name was an obese lesbian. (Thanks, Mom)
Friday, January 28, 2011
Cut the BS
I've been blogging for awhile. I've seen a lot of stuff come and go in that time. Most noticeably, I noticed a style arise when everyone's favorite "poor old ranch wife" Pioneer Woman really took off. The "self-deprecating, but my life is just what I always wanted" schtick is getting OLD people. I mean, if I have to read about another remarkably thin person making some jokey remark about their thunder thighs, I swear.
So, this blog is going to be about how sometimes, I can barely keep it together. As of right now, I am sitting in a 58 degree house next to a space heater, thousands of miles from my mom and a few hours away from my husband. You see, I live in Germany and in our rented house, I'm responsible for buying heating oil. We plunked down $1000 for some in November and were told it would last us 6 months. Well, apparently not. Now we're out unexpectedly and at the end of a month. So I have to wait to be able to buy it.
When did the heat go out? Less than 24 hours after my husband left for the field for a month (he's in the Army). On top of all this, I have some raging pregnancy hormones. So, after realizing that I would be freezing my ass off for a week or more, I sat down in the floor of the shower and cried (but not too long, because our water heater is tiny). Then I started crying because I'm due right around the time my husband leaves for his 4th deployment. It all just started piling up. And it sucked.
Of course on the outside, I act like everything is fine and I do my duties as FRG leader with love for all the families in our unit. But sometimes I just have to acknowledge that life aint pretty.
So there you have it.
So, this blog is going to be about how sometimes, I can barely keep it together. As of right now, I am sitting in a 58 degree house next to a space heater, thousands of miles from my mom and a few hours away from my husband. You see, I live in Germany and in our rented house, I'm responsible for buying heating oil. We plunked down $1000 for some in November and were told it would last us 6 months. Well, apparently not. Now we're out unexpectedly and at the end of a month. So I have to wait to be able to buy it.
When did the heat go out? Less than 24 hours after my husband left for the field for a month (he's in the Army). On top of all this, I have some raging pregnancy hormones. So, after realizing that I would be freezing my ass off for a week or more, I sat down in the floor of the shower and cried (but not too long, because our water heater is tiny). Then I started crying because I'm due right around the time my husband leaves for his 4th deployment. It all just started piling up. And it sucked.
Of course on the outside, I act like everything is fine and I do my duties as FRG leader with love for all the families in our unit. But sometimes I just have to acknowledge that life aint pretty.
So there you have it.
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