Seven Quick Takes Friday
Jen at Conversion Diary began this Friday tradition, and since I am truly uninspired, I am going with it this week.
After being woken up at 4:00am and not able to get back to sleep, my husband and I had an hour or two of conversation, followed by breakfast out at 6:00am. We were back before anyone even missed us here, although we did wake up the teens before leaving to let them know what we were up to. It was marvelously spontaneous.
Because I got such an early jump on the day, I have been crazy productive. Desk work addressed and finished, laundry attacked and over 3/4 finished, dinner planned and thawing, the rest of my Christmas shopping finished on Amazon, plus a few misc. school books I needed and had been putting off. Maybe the 17 cups of coffee I had at the cafe this morning is responsible? I don't know, but I'm going with it.
I have found 4 lost items today that have been driving me crazy for months. Months. I now have more space in my brain for useful things, rather than wondering where these items are. Yippee!!
I made pumpkin chocolate chip muffins yesterday, using the pie pumpkin I had used for fall decor. First time in my life I actually used a non-canned pumpkin for baking. I felt thrifty and the muffins were yummy.
In all the turmoil going on lately, with the economy, terrorism, politics, the bottom falling out of my husband's industry while he is job searching, and this little gift of a pregnancy, I am feeling an unearthly calm. Sort of freaks me out, a little.
I hate how going to the midwife's office sucks every bit of joy out of pregnancy. I just wish I could skip that part and just have her there for the delivery. The entire attitude in the medical world about pregnancy is assuming dysfunction, and I always feel as if I have to prove to them that I am a responsible, healthy, stable individual who doesn't need such scrutiny. I feel bad for the midwife that healthy, stable and responsible patients are such a rarity.
And finally, I am so loving this pregnancy. The other seven were always a bit soon for my taste, and I had to work myself into the idea, and needed every day of the nine months to do so. This time, I am awed by the miracle, the unexpected joy, and the marvel of containing another human in my body. I am simply so delighted I can barely speak of it. And we are settling on a name for this baby, and that feels so awesome. My daughters have four names picked out and want to use all of them. It turns into a beautiful name, but a little unwieldy. We'll see what happens.
Thanks for sticking around for this. It was fun!!
(photo is of our ultrasound. I can't really make it out, either, but I know it's her)