Books
8. The Abstinance Teacher-very entertaining; good read. By the same author of Election and Little Children
Movies
25. The Lives of Others-great movie about how crazy communism was right before the wall went down in Germany. Subtitled but worth it.
26. Little Children-Features a character who is not really feeling the motherhood next to the alpha moms at the playground and then goes from there. An interesting pick for me!
27. This is England-really disturbing but very interesting
28. A History of Violence-so bad I did not even want to put it on the list
Wednesday, February 6, 2008
Tuesday, February 5, 2008
The Baby Shower-February 2, 2008
I knew I had love and support for this journey, but to have it all bottled up in one room was an amazing shot of energy and inspiration. My mother always said, "Show me your friends and I will show you what you are." At the time it was meant as a cautionary statement to keep me from hanging around dirtbags. If I can believe that it holds true today, and extends to my family as well, then surely I must be pretty cool. Each woman in that room has given me something, and I don't mean like a high chair or bouncy seat! Each something I carry with me, and for that I am truly blessed. This day will sustain me through the remainder of this pregnancy and through those early confusing days of motherhood.
Baby Shower Pics
Wednesday, January 30, 2008
Is this an orphanage?
Wednesday, January 23, 2008
Monday, January 21, 2008
Gratitude at 6 months
Eric, the baby whisperer.
Bedrest day 10. Maybe I should not count it by days because it feels more like day 100. I want to be reflective about this experience as it happens even though I know later reflections will have deeper meaning (I hope!), but for now I know that I have so much support and love that I feel grateful for. We have had many visitors during this convalescence and although it frustrates me to not play hostess there is a great deal of serenity to be found in not being able to care if my bathroom is clean or not. To be able to accept help is another milestone, but I need to work on some of the guilt that accompanies that acceptance. And so, my days are measured by cervical centimeters and water bottles, pages, and calories consumed. Perhaps, I should not be measuring/measured at all. How's that for reflective!
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