Holden,
I love how in sync we are now. The second I wake up, whether from a nap, middle of one of my many night peepees, whenever, you sense that I am awake and wake up with me and start squirming. Even if I am waking up from a bad dream, or Daddy is away on business and I find myself alone in bed, I am always so comforted to feel you there, reminding me that you are here and we are in this together. I already know that you are more active at night than morning, that you dance to the Talking Heads, Red Hot Chili Peppers, that you like the sound of a cat purring, and that you get hiccups like a sailor (like right now).
I just want you to know that I treasure you so deeply and even just the mere passing of this time that you have grown in my belly is something that I already miss. I can't wait to meet you and show you each and every day just how much you are loved and appreciated.
And for some 29-week belly kicks:
yes, i am regretting that belly button ring...worried the skin bridge above my belly button is going to snap!
Wednesday, February 18, 2009
Monday, February 16, 2009
Most Beautiful Surprise Ever
Aside from you, of course baby.
On Valentine's Day Daddy gave me the most wonderful, unique surprise. I actually didn't think we were doing anything for the day. I should have known though, because last year he surprised me by taking me to an awesome penguin benefit at the Fort Worth Zoo, and that was pretty incredible and tough to beat. But because we are conserving resources and have had a lot of expenses, I thought maybe a card. I had purchased him some fun presents, like CD he has wanted (Faith No More: Angel Dust), a sea urchin looking candle holder, crossword puzzles, and gone about my merry way. Well my presents seemed so small compared to this huge stunt he pulled off...
He told me that he had to work all day on Saturday but that we would be going out to dinner at 8. So I go about my day and get ready for dinner at 8. Well at 7 pm he comes in and says he will be going in and out of the house. At this point I start piecing some of it together: he mentioned when we first moved in that one day he was going to set me up a surprise dinner at the top floor of the parking garage. This doesn't sound exciting....but the top floor is completely isolated, it is like being on the roof of a building, with no cover. You have 360 degree views of downtown that any restaurant would have paid top price for. So I am thinking, "aw he made me dinner up there and we are going to go up and eat." I was right in part...
So he knows that I know about this part of it....but I was truly unprepared for the magnitude of the event. We walk out the door and I see his car parked near the corner. I also see a woman sitting down on a stool against the wall. "Oh are there other people here?" I ask, concerned. "Don't worry; it's ok," he consoles me. As we start getting a bit closer the person on the stool starts to play this incredible violin music. I pause for a second, completely stunned...then I see the car has yellow tape attached to it, blocking off the corner of the space. And inside of it is an entire gorgeous dining set-up. Tables, chairs, candles everywhere, red roses and roses petals, cloth draped across the edge of the wall the table is against. It was so incredibly beautiful that I, not being a big crier, started to cry a little just looking at this and seeing how he created this entire beautiful scene from a slab of concrete and a corner. He had made this all for me, out of nothing, and it rivaled the fanciest restaurant I had ever been to, exceeded it by miles. From the chicken we ate to the square plates and their bamboo mats we ate on, to the beautiful candles and their holders, to the actual table and chairs we sat at, he had picked out every single piece. Yes, I am proud to say we are the proud owners of a kitchen table now! Haha. We ate there with the magnificent view, with the beautiful violin music, and Daddy sat across from me, looking nervous in an effort to make this perfect for me like a kid handing his mother a flower he'd plucked from the garden, and told me, "I promise to always do things like this for you." Halfway through dinner these two red heart-shaped balloons were released somewhere below and flew right over our table! He said he paid some kid to release them but I am skeptical:)
I still can't believe that such a perfect night that required so much thought and planning and love was pulled off like that, so beautifully and so lovingly. With every detail and ingenuity in place. I really think it was the most extraordinary thing anyone has ever done for me. Certainly the first time just the mere sight of someone's efforts have made me cry. I am just such a lucky girl and I am so excited to have you, Holden, in my tummy. Half of Daddy and I's love and the best of who we are. You are going to have so much fun with us. The only thing I am worried about is how he is going to top this with future surprises. I literally might melt into a puddle of girl.
Here are some pictures and video but it was so dark it was hard to get a good shot:
Love the caution tape hahaha!
Nerds at table!
Our beautiful setup.
Happy Kelly
And for some other videos/pictures of late:
Chris's Amaretto Birthday Cake I made Him and Song (my favorite part is the "Sprouticus" shout at 3 seconds!)
Cabbage Patch Miette
Miette caught in a lascivious act
Ok This picture totally cracks me up with the red laser eyes bc Chris was on the phone with our Chinese delivery man who seriously could not find our place and it took the guy 1.5 hours and a conversation with the strip bar's doorman to finally get us our food.
Crashed out cat.
On Valentine's Day Daddy gave me the most wonderful, unique surprise. I actually didn't think we were doing anything for the day. I should have known though, because last year he surprised me by taking me to an awesome penguin benefit at the Fort Worth Zoo, and that was pretty incredible and tough to beat. But because we are conserving resources and have had a lot of expenses, I thought maybe a card. I had purchased him some fun presents, like CD he has wanted (Faith No More: Angel Dust), a sea urchin looking candle holder, crossword puzzles, and gone about my merry way. Well my presents seemed so small compared to this huge stunt he pulled off...
He told me that he had to work all day on Saturday but that we would be going out to dinner at 8. So I go about my day and get ready for dinner at 8. Well at 7 pm he comes in and says he will be going in and out of the house. At this point I start piecing some of it together: he mentioned when we first moved in that one day he was going to set me up a surprise dinner at the top floor of the parking garage. This doesn't sound exciting....but the top floor is completely isolated, it is like being on the roof of a building, with no cover. You have 360 degree views of downtown that any restaurant would have paid top price for. So I am thinking, "aw he made me dinner up there and we are going to go up and eat." I was right in part...
So he knows that I know about this part of it....but I was truly unprepared for the magnitude of the event. We walk out the door and I see his car parked near the corner. I also see a woman sitting down on a stool against the wall. "Oh are there other people here?" I ask, concerned. "Don't worry; it's ok," he consoles me. As we start getting a bit closer the person on the stool starts to play this incredible violin music. I pause for a second, completely stunned...then I see the car has yellow tape attached to it, blocking off the corner of the space. And inside of it is an entire gorgeous dining set-up. Tables, chairs, candles everywhere, red roses and roses petals, cloth draped across the edge of the wall the table is against. It was so incredibly beautiful that I, not being a big crier, started to cry a little just looking at this and seeing how he created this entire beautiful scene from a slab of concrete and a corner. He had made this all for me, out of nothing, and it rivaled the fanciest restaurant I had ever been to, exceeded it by miles. From the chicken we ate to the square plates and their bamboo mats we ate on, to the beautiful candles and their holders, to the actual table and chairs we sat at, he had picked out every single piece. Yes, I am proud to say we are the proud owners of a kitchen table now! Haha. We ate there with the magnificent view, with the beautiful violin music, and Daddy sat across from me, looking nervous in an effort to make this perfect for me like a kid handing his mother a flower he'd plucked from the garden, and told me, "I promise to always do things like this for you." Halfway through dinner these two red heart-shaped balloons were released somewhere below and flew right over our table! He said he paid some kid to release them but I am skeptical:)
I still can't believe that such a perfect night that required so much thought and planning and love was pulled off like that, so beautifully and so lovingly. With every detail and ingenuity in place. I really think it was the most extraordinary thing anyone has ever done for me. Certainly the first time just the mere sight of someone's efforts have made me cry. I am just such a lucky girl and I am so excited to have you, Holden, in my tummy. Half of Daddy and I's love and the best of who we are. You are going to have so much fun with us. The only thing I am worried about is how he is going to top this with future surprises. I literally might melt into a puddle of girl.
Here are some pictures and video but it was so dark it was hard to get a good shot:
Love the caution tape hahaha!
Nerds at table!
Our beautiful setup.
Happy Kelly
And for some other videos/pictures of late:
Chris's Amaretto Birthday Cake I made Him and Song (my favorite part is the "Sprouticus" shout at 3 seconds!)
Cabbage Patch Miette
Miette caught in a lascivious act
Ok This picture totally cracks me up with the red laser eyes bc Chris was on the phone with our Chinese delivery man who seriously could not find our place and it took the guy 1.5 hours and a conversation with the strip bar's doorman to finally get us our food.
Crashed out cat.
Thursday, February 12, 2009
Wild Turkey
No, not the horrific whiskey. A REAL wild turkey. See, today was my last day of work...indefinitely! I have mixed feelings about it but as so excited about this new chapter in life and meeting and serving you, Master Snork. So yes, there is a wild turkey the roams the TPWD grounds. I have never once seen this vagabond and was alerted to its presence only recently, when a meandering hippie was rambling off about it and I asked someone to piece together what she was talking about. So yes, I am leaving work for the last time, walking in the parking lot. The parking lot is full of cars and the space between two parked cars is narrow and they are tilted, so you can't see down the aisle when you turn to walk between the cars. So I picked an aisle...and run smack dab into the wild turkey! Only she just stood there staring at me...calm, didn't run. Just kind of stared me down and I stared her down. It was a sign, a silver string! Possibly because my dad used to call us kids "turkeys" and now I am leaving one chapter of my life and heading right into my own little turkey. It was very cool. Here the turkey is:
Fantastic! So yes I have a few months before the rest of my life with you in which I can center myself, do yoga, swim, write, and find us a place to live:) It is scary not having a paycheck and not having that validation. But I have faith in myself to choose when it is right for me to work again, and the experience and resolve to make it happen when I choose. For now, the unknown awaits.
Cheers, to you and to Daddy. Who comes home tonight from Baton Rouge after working his butt off all week to get everything done up there so he could be home with us and go to my gestational diabetes test tomorrow. No fun. But I will be ok because he will be with us. Maybe we will have another fun day like we had for his birthday: when I took him to yoga, massage, and lovely italian dinner. As long as it is relaxing I am sure he will appreciate it!
Love you so so much and I can't wait to kiss your perfectly shaped little face.
Mamabear
Fantastic! So yes I have a few months before the rest of my life with you in which I can center myself, do yoga, swim, write, and find us a place to live:) It is scary not having a paycheck and not having that validation. But I have faith in myself to choose when it is right for me to work again, and the experience and resolve to make it happen when I choose. For now, the unknown awaits.
Cheers, to you and to Daddy. Who comes home tonight from Baton Rouge after working his butt off all week to get everything done up there so he could be home with us and go to my gestational diabetes test tomorrow. No fun. But I will be ok because he will be with us. Maybe we will have another fun day like we had for his birthday: when I took him to yoga, massage, and lovely italian dinner. As long as it is relaxing I am sure he will appreciate it!
Love you so so much and I can't wait to kiss your perfectly shaped little face.
Mamabear
Sunday, February 8, 2009
The Weber Clan!
From Sam's (The King) 100th Birthday party! Chris said I look like a majestic Pocahantas. I think he looks like an Abercrombie model what with that perfect bone structure....minx. Above the King is Queen Rita and to her right is David Beloved and above her is Chandler. Tommy can be found above David. To my Right is Hutton and above me is Hank. Julie and Paytyn are the blondies in the front row:)
Snork is in the belly, of course.
Snork Vision!
Baby Boy,
Yesterday for Daddy's birthday we got to see you! Well a bit of you....you hid from the camera as I expected so we only got shots of top of head and bit of face with your hands up! Haha. Leaving some to mystery enh? You are just so darn cute! You look like an exact mix of Daddy and I. Here are some lovelies of you:
Cute squirmer
Melancholy at invasion of privacy
Smashing nose and flexing huge bicep
Um yes it is a boy. Those two stumps are legs, you are looking up at his goods that are pointing to the right. Yowser!
Most adorablest kissable face ever.
Pudgy cheek and closed eye, hiding nose.
Same...
Looking downward...again!
More about birthday later and more footage...Mwah!
p.s. Daddy left today for work until possibly Friday! Sad.
Mom
Yesterday for Daddy's birthday we got to see you! Well a bit of you....you hid from the camera as I expected so we only got shots of top of head and bit of face with your hands up! Haha. Leaving some to mystery enh? You are just so darn cute! You look like an exact mix of Daddy and I. Here are some lovelies of you:
Cute squirmer
Melancholy at invasion of privacy
Smashing nose and flexing huge bicep
Um yes it is a boy. Those two stumps are legs, you are looking up at his goods that are pointing to the right. Yowser!
Most adorablest kissable face ever.
Pudgy cheek and closed eye, hiding nose.
Same...
Looking downward...again!
More about birthday later and more footage...Mwah!
p.s. Daddy left today for work until possibly Friday! Sad.
Mom
Sunday, February 1, 2009
A Little Birdhouse In Your Soul
Holden!
Sorry it has been so long since I have written. So much going on and contentment is reigning supreme all about our 'hood.
Well let's see...where to start. We went to Houston and attended the Menil Museum, the Rothko Chapel and the Space Center. All of which were so very enriching in different ways. I really liked the Surrealist painters from the Menil, particularly Magritte. And the Rothko Chapel, a place of meditation and acceptance of all faiths, was dim, completely silent, and the dark paintings on the walls lended themselves to the induction of a deep sense of purpose and contemplation. It was wonderful to sit there and just clear my head, try not to think about anything except attempting to be in this place and this time. At the Space Center we went on an awesome tour of the inner workings of the space center. We learned about the International Space Station, the order of the former President to have us back on moon, and the not so distant future of people on Mars! Craziness. It is interesting b/c we've had rovers on the Mars and the cost to sustain humans on a mission and a temporary settlement out there is going to be so extraordinary that it seems a little unnecessary. I guess I feel somewhat torn about it...I understand that having humans on Mars and all is great but I also think the political agenda behind it is a little stupid, as well as the fact that we could be spending that money on improving the crappy conditions here. Still, we got to see the Mission Command room, which was empty on a Saturday, and the only existing complete and function rocket: the Saturn II. Here are some pictures!
It goes on and on...hard to take a picture of it!
the incredible engine full of worming squiggles of parts. The sheer complexity of this makes me really astonished when considering the capabilities of a human mind.
Miette in space suit. She is training to become the first chihuahua in space.
We have the most hilarious picture we got made of Daddy and I floating superimposed in a space capsule, doing yoga poses. I have to get it out of the car and then I will upload it. :)
Speaking of yoga, I have been enjoying my prenatal yoga. It is gentle and somewhat weird for me to be in a room full of preggos, but I love how calming it is. Apparently Buddhists believe that if you meditate while pregnant you can actually affect the demeanour of your unborn child by making him more calm, tranquil, at peace. During the class we often are told to "send a loving thought to your baby." I always send images. Sometimes of you and I doing stuff I did when I was little: like when I used to stand at the edge of our street, wait for a car to turn onto the adjoining street, then run back to the house to see if I could get to the porch before the car passed our house. I send thoughts of Daddy kissing the roof of your home as you squirm in my tummy. You always seem to be still during these classes, even though I am in crazy positions and now that you have a sense of motion it must be odd for you.
I also attended my first water aerobics class. There were a pack of 10 eldery women and two men. It wasn't as much of a workout as yoga, but it felt so good to be weightless in the water and doing silly things like "leaping lizard" while lunging on noodles in the water. I like being around the old folks too. They are walking collections of a single human life, with all it's successes and failures and loves and losses and all that I have experienced and will experience. I just have so much respect for older people. That is definitely something that I want to cultivate in you, as well as a sense of service to your fellow human beings. Which brings me to the next thing...
Daddy and I went to church today. Yes, church. Crazy, huh? We went to Unitarian Universalist church. It is a creedless church focusing on the values necessary to existing in this world with a belief that it is a place of benevolence, love and good. Today the sermon focused around Karma and being mindful of thoughts and habits that could cause negativity in your life and thus the lives around you. That everything is interconnected and there is cause and effect to your every action. They talked about an old Cherokee story in which an Elder tells a child that there is a constant war in every person. A war of two wolves, one being evil and the good. The definition of evil was that of fear, anger, isolation, greed, and good was love and compassion and acceptance. When the child asked which wolf will win, the elder said "whichever one you feed." They also read a passage by Aldous Huxley! And the weirdest thing....ok the most "silver string" thing ever....is that the opening piano piece was the piano piece from "Man on Wire" that we set your ultrasound video to! We couldn't believe this!!!! Freaky but in a good way. Instead of communion like we are used to from our backgrounds, everyone was able to get up and light a candle and send a thought to the universe/god. I lit one for you and I wished for you peace during your lifetime. There was also a portion in the beginning in which all the children were brought to the front, and read a Japanese children's story about a grandmother who weaves strings of yarns together, each being a memory of her life. The children were bunched up in the front, mesmerized and interested in every detail. They were actively a part of the service, and as they walked back into their Religious Education classes, we all sang to them a little song about having peace in your heart and love in your life. Overall, it was a very wonderful experience and Daddy and I are excited to learn more about this particular faith and church and possibly get you involved if we feel connected. They do a lot of help with the community and donate half of what visitors donate to a local nonprofit. Here is the church we attended:
http://www.austinuu.org/wp/
We are also looking at houses/condos in the same area as the church (by coincidence). The area is really wooded and gorgeous with lots of unique Austin-like places to shop and eat. Oddly enough, I think we are both sort of falling in love with the city all over again, now that we are taking advantage of all these new activities and interests.
We are reading "Drood," the new Dan Simmons book! It is about Charles Dickens (love the word dickensian, btw) and whether or not he went compeltely stark raving mad after a train accident and meeting a shady fellow. This is Daddy and I's most favoritest author to read together. We are super excited.
I think that sums up a lot of what has been going on...now for random pictures!
This was our 26th week candle lighting to you. Every time I turn a new "week" pregnant, ie every Thursday, we light take away one of the candles (we are counting it as 40 weeks pregnancy with each candle representing one week left until you arrive) then one of us makes a promise to you and blows out the candles. These are usually simple things, like teaching you how to fish (which still freaks out Dad, as he does not know how to do this craft and thinks you for sure will love it). As you can see Daddy made the candles in an H for you this time, and put up his sign that Grandparents Weber gave him for Christmas that says, "A father is a guy who has pictures in his wallet where once there was money." Hehe.
Perfecting my Angry Mother face while searching on computer with belly in wind after a meal.
And the official belly shot...7 months pregnant! Don't let them fool you, pregnancy is 40 weeks (10 months). But still I am happy that my belly is somewhat contained still. Cat tattoo has started to migrate...
Daddy mid-chew. I just thought he looked so cute here, and with our moving boxes in the back and freaky Onion in the background! :)
We love you love you love you,
Mama
Sorry it has been so long since I have written. So much going on and contentment is reigning supreme all about our 'hood.
Well let's see...where to start. We went to Houston and attended the Menil Museum, the Rothko Chapel and the Space Center. All of which were so very enriching in different ways. I really liked the Surrealist painters from the Menil, particularly Magritte. And the Rothko Chapel, a place of meditation and acceptance of all faiths, was dim, completely silent, and the dark paintings on the walls lended themselves to the induction of a deep sense of purpose and contemplation. It was wonderful to sit there and just clear my head, try not to think about anything except attempting to be in this place and this time. At the Space Center we went on an awesome tour of the inner workings of the space center. We learned about the International Space Station, the order of the former President to have us back on moon, and the not so distant future of people on Mars! Craziness. It is interesting b/c we've had rovers on the Mars and the cost to sustain humans on a mission and a temporary settlement out there is going to be so extraordinary that it seems a little unnecessary. I guess I feel somewhat torn about it...I understand that having humans on Mars and all is great but I also think the political agenda behind it is a little stupid, as well as the fact that we could be spending that money on improving the crappy conditions here. Still, we got to see the Mission Command room, which was empty on a Saturday, and the only existing complete and function rocket: the Saturn II. Here are some pictures!
It goes on and on...hard to take a picture of it!
the incredible engine full of worming squiggles of parts. The sheer complexity of this makes me really astonished when considering the capabilities of a human mind.
Miette in space suit. She is training to become the first chihuahua in space.
We have the most hilarious picture we got made of Daddy and I floating superimposed in a space capsule, doing yoga poses. I have to get it out of the car and then I will upload it. :)
Speaking of yoga, I have been enjoying my prenatal yoga. It is gentle and somewhat weird for me to be in a room full of preggos, but I love how calming it is. Apparently Buddhists believe that if you meditate while pregnant you can actually affect the demeanour of your unborn child by making him more calm, tranquil, at peace. During the class we often are told to "send a loving thought to your baby." I always send images. Sometimes of you and I doing stuff I did when I was little: like when I used to stand at the edge of our street, wait for a car to turn onto the adjoining street, then run back to the house to see if I could get to the porch before the car passed our house. I send thoughts of Daddy kissing the roof of your home as you squirm in my tummy. You always seem to be still during these classes, even though I am in crazy positions and now that you have a sense of motion it must be odd for you.
I also attended my first water aerobics class. There were a pack of 10 eldery women and two men. It wasn't as much of a workout as yoga, but it felt so good to be weightless in the water and doing silly things like "leaping lizard" while lunging on noodles in the water. I like being around the old folks too. They are walking collections of a single human life, with all it's successes and failures and loves and losses and all that I have experienced and will experience. I just have so much respect for older people. That is definitely something that I want to cultivate in you, as well as a sense of service to your fellow human beings. Which brings me to the next thing...
Daddy and I went to church today. Yes, church. Crazy, huh? We went to Unitarian Universalist church. It is a creedless church focusing on the values necessary to existing in this world with a belief that it is a place of benevolence, love and good. Today the sermon focused around Karma and being mindful of thoughts and habits that could cause negativity in your life and thus the lives around you. That everything is interconnected and there is cause and effect to your every action. They talked about an old Cherokee story in which an Elder tells a child that there is a constant war in every person. A war of two wolves, one being evil and the good. The definition of evil was that of fear, anger, isolation, greed, and good was love and compassion and acceptance. When the child asked which wolf will win, the elder said "whichever one you feed." They also read a passage by Aldous Huxley! And the weirdest thing....ok the most "silver string" thing ever....is that the opening piano piece was the piano piece from "Man on Wire" that we set your ultrasound video to! We couldn't believe this!!!! Freaky but in a good way. Instead of communion like we are used to from our backgrounds, everyone was able to get up and light a candle and send a thought to the universe/god. I lit one for you and I wished for you peace during your lifetime. There was also a portion in the beginning in which all the children were brought to the front, and read a Japanese children's story about a grandmother who weaves strings of yarns together, each being a memory of her life. The children were bunched up in the front, mesmerized and interested in every detail. They were actively a part of the service, and as they walked back into their Religious Education classes, we all sang to them a little song about having peace in your heart and love in your life. Overall, it was a very wonderful experience and Daddy and I are excited to learn more about this particular faith and church and possibly get you involved if we feel connected. They do a lot of help with the community and donate half of what visitors donate to a local nonprofit. Here is the church we attended:
http://www.austinuu.org/wp/
We are also looking at houses/condos in the same area as the church (by coincidence). The area is really wooded and gorgeous with lots of unique Austin-like places to shop and eat. Oddly enough, I think we are both sort of falling in love with the city all over again, now that we are taking advantage of all these new activities and interests.
We are reading "Drood," the new Dan Simmons book! It is about Charles Dickens (love the word dickensian, btw) and whether or not he went compeltely stark raving mad after a train accident and meeting a shady fellow. This is Daddy and I's most favoritest author to read together. We are super excited.
I think that sums up a lot of what has been going on...now for random pictures!
This was our 26th week candle lighting to you. Every time I turn a new "week" pregnant, ie every Thursday, we light take away one of the candles (we are counting it as 40 weeks pregnancy with each candle representing one week left until you arrive) then one of us makes a promise to you and blows out the candles. These are usually simple things, like teaching you how to fish (which still freaks out Dad, as he does not know how to do this craft and thinks you for sure will love it). As you can see Daddy made the candles in an H for you this time, and put up his sign that Grandparents Weber gave him for Christmas that says, "A father is a guy who has pictures in his wallet where once there was money." Hehe.
Perfecting my Angry Mother face while searching on computer with belly in wind after a meal.
And the official belly shot...7 months pregnant! Don't let them fool you, pregnancy is 40 weeks (10 months). But still I am happy that my belly is somewhat contained still. Cat tattoo has started to migrate...
Daddy mid-chew. I just thought he looked so cute here, and with our moving boxes in the back and freaky Onion in the background! :)
We love you love you love you,
Mama
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