Wednesday, November 28, 2007
As seen in the top photo, I am 28 weeks and looking a bit disturbed. Disturbed by the fact that I am now at a 21 pound weight gain....7 of which have been in the past 4 weeks. I really can't explain it.... I don't overeat, I go to the gym. Sure I was on the low end of the BMI spectrum when this all began, but the low end of the "normal" spectrum. On no planet would I have been considered underweight. Except maybe the planets with little to no gravity, but who counts them anyway?
I just hope it slows down and was just a growth spurt normal for this time in the land of gestation. I have yet to see my doctor (am still on the 6 week rotation) so I hope everything is ok and that I passed the glucose test. (A test I took at 26 weeks.... 2 weeks earlier than what I read is 'normal.') And no, I will not stop obsessing. Telling me to stop obsessing is like telling the stray dogs in our hood to stop pooping in our driveway. (A problem, btw, that is disgustingly out of control.)
This pregnancy is getting more painful and making me more and more anxious, though I am thankful for every, violent, bulbous movement, including those where she kicks/punches? (still don't know how she is placed) her dad in the head. This kid has spunk.... I like it. I just can't wait to meet her.
Anyway, the other pictures are taken by my mom in Taormina, on her awesome new camera. As you can see by the third picture, it was the end of the day and we were tired (and somewhat cranky) flowers.
Oh yeah, the whole S.D. thing. Not going because it has been postponed to May 2009. So we're here until Feb. 2009 and will probably be eastcoast bound. Hooray! We are planning an overseas trip, however, in order to fulfill my US entry requirements and to introduce the baby to our Virginian and maybe even Albertan friends and family.
Thursday, November 22, 2007
I know it's still early to worry, but I'm paranoid that she is going to be breech so I'm using newly purchased headphones in the attempt to get her to turn toward the Bach cello suites. (We decided the first kid would play cello.) Maybe it's silly but I could stand to listen to them myself a few thousand more times in the vain hope of one day understanding them enough to play them convincingly. (On the viola, not cello.)
In other news, Happy Thanksgiving! The turkey is in the oven and I can't wait to add to my already astonishing weight gain of 18 or 19 pounds. This year we're having a low-key celebration.... just a couple of people are dropping by. Just as well since I'd like to sit in my pyjama pants beside the space heater for as many hours as possible.
Monday, November 19, 2007
We decided to take the train with another military/foreign national couple we met at the consulate because we had a whole day free.....a.....whole....day....a day we could have spent back in Sicily with my mom. So our trip cost about a half-arm more than it should have and would have, had the consulate been more comunicative and/or had their publications been clearer. Needless to say I'm a bit bitter, but at least it's all finished, approved, and squared away upon entry into the U.S.
I'm considering starting a business titled "Governement Publication Writing That is Clear and Concise enough for people with an IQ over 82 but Simple Enough for Even the Biggest Idiot to Understand."
The medical appointment was a huge scam and could have easily been accomplished for free, here at the military hospital had the Americans not bent over during SOFA discussions. The doctor could barely figure out how to take my blood pressure and after taking my pulse 5 or 6 times in strange places, lifted up my shirt, looked at my stomach and asked "so you're pregnant.... how far? have you had it checked?" 180 Euro well spent.
But, as I said, it is a huge relief that it all went well and that we got some reassurance re: the need to get the baby's passport quickly enough to enable us to travel to the US before the beginning of may. The guy/interviewer/visa officer assured us it would be no problem with our given time frame.
That's it for now. Not much else to tell about Naples. We had a car for a couple of days and J managed to navigate the city assault-free (assault on other drivers, that is). It's crazy, but not as crazy as Sicily. At least not to me.
My mom came and went and had a splendid time. Now I'm homesick and want to take a trip to Etown.
A visit that will hopefully happen in April as we are no longer moving to San Diego.