Technical bummer

It seems there is something in my office-- must be a virus! Both of my computers have fallen I'll in the past week and now They need the help of a Genius! I don't use these machines nearly as much as I did when I was my normal, pre-pregatron self, but I do like to think that I will eventually go back to a few hours day of computing and corresponding and research and everything else. For now, I am happy to have my lifeline iPad to keep me connected. I'm still a little slow on the keyboard, but a slow post is better than no post, right?

Mac appointment tomorrow. To be continued...

A $20 Crib... Score!

No, it's not for Miss Pattie, she simply provides a scale. We have a ton of time to get baby things but for some reason it has been a regular question, "Do you have a crib yet?" YET? I still have 12 weeks to go. That's an eternity! However, now I can say, "YES." End of conversation! All done. Yay! I found it on Craigslist yesterday for only $20! And it was partially assembled, so that was a little added bonus. I managed to get it all together in under an hour and now all I need is a mattress. I don't even picture the little nugget in this until late autumn but at least I'm prepared (sorta).

Vuvuzela Rockwell

Back on the hunt for a baby name. It's really helpful to watch World Cup soccer because there are some truly exciting names: Kaka! Landon! Markus! Tevez! My favorite (by far) was a suggestion a friend made: Vuvu Rockwell! As in vuvuzela, the horn everyone loves to hate! Perhaps not.
We're getting closer to having to actually get serious about this baby naming thing. I am accepting suggestions!
Please, no vuvuzelas.

Good News!

No Gestational Diabetes!
Cupcake time!

Glucose Testing = Gross

I can't say I remember the last time I had a full can of orange soda, but today I drank something like it. It was for a glucose tolerance test for gestational diabetes. Unlike the other types of diabetes, it goes away after pregnancy, but it can wreak general havoc and cause huge monster babies! I do have a few of the symptoms of GD, namely being tired, having blurred vision, nausea and vomiting. However, I believe these are all simple side effects of being pregnant in general, not something more. I can explain everything! I am up at 6:30 and don't always nap, so I'm tired. My vision is blurry because I'm lazy and don't always wear my glasses. I've been nauseous since the end of January. Vomiting comes with the territory, so... I think I'll be ok.

My blood pressure is normal and I have a penchant for cake at breakfast and I have fancied Hansen's natural sodas lately. I still want to try a float made of Hansen's vanilla cola and ice cream, but I haven't managed to feel well enough at night (it's now night sickness) to make one. If it turns out that I have gestational diabetes, I will have to go on a strict no-cake diet, and this will probably cause a problem. I'm already working out a lot (and I have the golden tan to prove I am literally OUT) so it's not like I've become a pregnant potato. I actually find myself sitting less and less, and that's not good for my sore little tootsies.

I'm still in the Cinderella category when it comes to shoes-- early Cinderella, in her peasant stage. Not that I'm barefoot (and pregnant!) all the time, but I haven't found the right combination of cute, durable, no-laces and cushioning I want. REI's summer gear sale starts on Friday so I'll be checking out their options. Otherwise, I might be getting myself a pair of cute(r) Crocs and forgetting about my quest. The pair I have are pretty good for gardening and make my feet feel ok but I still get plenty of dirt, sharp grasses and pebbles stuck between my toes.

Back to the orange soda-like mixture: I will find out tomorrow afternoon about my glucose levels. I think I might be able to squeeze in one last nibble of cake for breakfast before I get any news. If all is normal, I think I might just celebrate by getting myself a cupcake.

Little Visitor, Big Problems

A friend brought her son over yesterday. He's 4. Things were going well at first, but as the afternoon went by I started to have serious parent regrets. Will my child be as stubborn and uncooperative? Really, I wasn't prepared for what unfolded; he was pouty, fussy, touched everything in sight, played with all of the above and asked, "Why?" every time I asked him not to do something. AAAAHHHHH!
What am I getting myself into? I understand that parents have a lot to do with how a child behaves, but what if this baby causes as much angst (or more) once it is born? I never really thought about that until I was visited by the terror child yesterday-- and he probably wasn't as bad as I thought he was. Oh no!

UNO, dos, Trace

I have recently gotten some very nice snail mail from various folks (you know who you are) and the other day I received a letter from a pal who suggested I/we name the baby Trace. Remember, we don't know the baby's gender so we are thinking about options for both right now, even if Clint's grandma thinks it is a boy.
Anyway, my friend said she thought Trace Rockwell sounds tough like a cowboy and rugged but also funky enough to be a surfer or artist. I would say that these things are all true, but the first thing that came to my mind was one of the Palins. Isn't Trace the eldest of the Palin children? I casually mentioned the name to Clint one night after dinner and he said, "tres?" Pointing to himself and then me, he said, "like uno, dos, tres?" and burst out laughing. It was truly an entertaining parent-to-be moment and no, I don't think Trace or Tres will be on the baby name short list.... But keep the ideas coming!