July 29th, 2009
According to weather.com, it is currently 104 degrees outside of my house. According to my thermostat, my living room is hovering around 90 degrees. According to the size of my belly, and various other medical professionals, I am currently six months pregnant. All of these facts combine to create a very uncomfortable situation.
As most of you know, I haven’t really suffered from the typical ailments of a pregnant woman. So when people started talking to me about how this summer would be “difficult” and “uncomfortable,” I just sort of ignored them. But Oh Sweet Jesus, being pregnant and hot is not very much fun. I have banished myself to the basement, which is slightly better than the upstairs half of my house. Fudgesicles are all that I am willing to ingest for nourishment. Well, fudgesicles and cans of diet pespi which I keep in a cooler next the couch, Gran Torino style. Nothing but the best for Baby Boy Soren!
Normally, I would simply retreat to a friend’s air conditioned house. However, we are babysitting Rob and Siri’s dog Dexter, while they celebrate their third wedding anniversary (Happy Anniversary Prestons!). Dexter is an awesome black lab who is close to being the perfect dog except for one bad habit which he demonstrates only while at our house. You see, there are these two pillars downstairs that he is really compelled to pee on. It’s not totally his fault. One of the really funky things about my 49-year-old house is that the pillars which are holding up the floor are actual tree trunks. So when Dexter comes downstairs, he just thinks he’s walking through the forest and like any other boy dog, he likes to pee on trees. Anyway, the reason this prevents me from leaving the house to cool off is that I would have to leave him and Roxy and Zsa Zsa in the basement, so that they wouldn’t roast, and then I would come home to pee trunks.
Okay, now it’s 105. I need another fudgesicle.
25 weeks
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July 8th, 2009
I do not know what my problem is. There are many things happening to me and in this bump of mine and I cannot seem to bring myself to write about them. But I’m leaving for California tomorrow in order to fully enjoy myself, I need to post at last one little entry. So here are a few mini-updates in the world Britta and Baby Boy Vrosh.
1) He’s a boy. You probably already knew that, but just in case you missed it, I wanted everyone to be aware that important detail.
2) His name is Soren. It’s Danish. I’m Danish. So that’s why I like it so much. I had come up with lots of Scandinavian inspired names, but when Brandon suggested Soren, it just really seemed to fit. And for the record, if the baby turned out to be a girl, we were going to name her Soren also. That’s how much we like it. So if you like it, tell us. We love to feel validated. If you hate it, be quiet or lie. That’s what good friends do.
3) We have not picked a middle name yet. I am really liking Lauridsen which is my dad’s mother’s maiden name. It goes with the whole Danish theme. And also I love the cadence of it: Soren Lauridsen Vrosh. Ooh, and as I was just typing it, I realized how much I like the look of it as well.
4) Baby Soren really likes to do some tae bo in my belly. It feels really fun and I’m glad that he’s having such a good time in there. Brandon hasn’t been able to feel the acrobatics yet, which I think is making him feel bad. What he doesn’t realize is that it is probably due to the lovely layer of fat around my belly. Not his lack of baby feeling skills.
5) I cannot sleep between the hours of 2:00 and 6:00 AM. It’s not because I’m uncomfortable either. I just can’t do it. I fall asleep just fine but then once 2:00 hits, BAM! I am wide awake. Once Brandon gets up to ready himself for work, I kind of fall asleep again and then continue to sleep until noon. This makes me feel like a loser, but at least I’m not working right now which gives me the option of sleeping in. Also, I have gotten a lot of reading done during my bouts of insomnia. Currently I’m reading Little Bee and it is amazing. I’ll loan it to you when I’m finished.
6) I am over half-way done with being pregnant! I feel strange being excited about that because I really haven’t hated being pregnant at all. I managed to somehow avoid all the terrible things that are supposed to happen to you during the first trimester, and the second trimester is supposed to be this easy. I have another doctor’s appointment next week, so we’ll see how the whole weight gain thing is going, but I don’t feel like I’ve gained too much. Plus, I think I read somewhere that you’re supposed to gain a pound a week from here on out. Which totally freaks me out, but oh well. My friend Erica says that I’m valedictorian of being pregnant which makes me very happy because I’ve never been valedictorian of anything. I feel smart. Finally.
So that’s it. I’ll be gone for the next five days or so. Not that it affects you or this blog. . . I just thought I’d let you know.
22 weeks
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