el toro! also, the case of the missing thingy
another tuesday, another NST. it took the little man some time to get going, but after one of my two favorite ob nurses in the whole world poked at him, he got good and angry and let her have it. i could imagine him snorting in there, like a cartoon bull, with clouds of indignation flaring from his be-ringed nostrils. he charged the hockey puck of a monitor over and over, pushing it off of him and making big blank gaps on the monitor's print-out. i love this kid's personality. hans always felt quiet and watchful; milo feels fierce and fearless. it would have been interesting to witness the dynamic between them.
of all the things we packed away after hans, we have yet to find the hooded towels and washcloths, the big bear bath sponge, and the contoured mattress-thingy for the changing table. my sister e-mailed me to ask if i wanted my nephew's towels, which he's outgrown, and we bought another bear sponge saturday, so the only thing we still must recover is the changing table pad. i fear it got packed in garbage bags, as many other things did, but got mistaken for garbage and thrown away. either that, or when milo is 12 we will find it in some remote corner of the basement and have a good laugh and then take it outside to use as a snow toboggan. we do have the changing accessory thingy on the pack-n-play that ought to contain him for a few months, so i guess we've got time to dig.
otherwise, we're ready to bring milo home, more so than we ever were with hans. we would have gotten along fine with hans, but we're better prepared. we should have fewer runs to the store and more time to hang with him. lovely thought.
now we just need to get the hospital bag packed, but not tonight. we were going to go visit our niece, but justin has a little of the crud i had last week, so we're going to go swimming instead. i love swimming because (1) i can stay cool, which happens never, and (2) no one judges a pregnant woman in a bathing suit. afterwards, we're making un-beef stroganoff for dinner...mmmmmmmmmm. mushrooms, sour cream and swimming with my favorite husband - as close to perfect as it gets - without adding a glass of wine to the menu. maybe i can get justin to open a bottle so i can sniff the cork.
of all the things we packed away after hans, we have yet to find the hooded towels and washcloths, the big bear bath sponge, and the contoured mattress-thingy for the changing table. my sister e-mailed me to ask if i wanted my nephew's towels, which he's outgrown, and we bought another bear sponge saturday, so the only thing we still must recover is the changing table pad. i fear it got packed in garbage bags, as many other things did, but got mistaken for garbage and thrown away. either that, or when milo is 12 we will find it in some remote corner of the basement and have a good laugh and then take it outside to use as a snow toboggan. we do have the changing accessory thingy on the pack-n-play that ought to contain him for a few months, so i guess we've got time to dig.
otherwise, we're ready to bring milo home, more so than we ever were with hans. we would have gotten along fine with hans, but we're better prepared. we should have fewer runs to the store and more time to hang with him. lovely thought.
now we just need to get the hospital bag packed, but not tonight. we were going to go visit our niece, but justin has a little of the crud i had last week, so we're going to go swimming instead. i love swimming because (1) i can stay cool, which happens never, and (2) no one judges a pregnant woman in a bathing suit. afterwards, we're making un-beef stroganoff for dinner...mmmmmmmmmm. mushrooms, sour cream and swimming with my favorite husband - as close to perfect as it gets - without adding a glass of wine to the menu. maybe i can get justin to open a bottle so i can sniff the cork.
posted by laura at 5:14 PM
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That would mean that i have to drink the entire contents of that bottle.
Ok.
that's so good Laura you feel very prepared and organised for Milo's imminent arrival. awesome. now, one question, what are the ingredients (other than mushrooms and sour cream) in UN-beef Stroganoff? I'm intrigued?
You're good, I always sneak little sips of Robert's wine, esp. if it's one I haven't tried yet. What's going to go in your hospital bag? That's one of the things still on my to-do list and I'm dreading it. High five on the pregnant in a bathing suit thing. I much prefer it, and think I will continue to wear my maternity bathing suit well after the birth. It's actually very flattering!
Glad you're enjoying the couple time, while you still have it! Justin, hope the hangover wasn't too debilitating ;)
it would be nice if i actually did wear a nice maternity swimsuit, but i am too cheap and am not going to be in need of anything maternity ever again, so i just stuff myself into the largest swimsuit i own and let it ride up my crack (because my belly is taking up the give that should be covering my ass). we go to the rec center, and don't know anyone there, and justin's already seen my ass, and i don't really care what complete strangers think about seeing my ass, although i imagine the parents at family swim steering their small children away from me in the pool so as not to cause them to be blinded.
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