Thursday, May 28, 2009
-NEVER ask a pregnant woman if she is having twins. It makes her feel fat. If she's having twins, she'll let you know.
-NEVER stare at a pregnant woman with wide eyes and an open mouth and exclaim : "Wow you're big" or "You still have 2more months to go?!?!" or even "Whoa!". I get it, I'm big.
-Please don't tell a pregnant woman's husband that he looks pregnant too. Those sympathy pounds make her feel better and make him feel worse--you don't need to point it out.
-Touching a pregnant belly is acceptable, in my opinion, if you actually know the person. Randomly touching strangers bellies just because they have a baby in them is usually a weird thing for all involved.
-And last but not least, don't talk to a pregnant woman about your sister's, friend's, cousin who had a horrific birthing experience where the baby came early and it's head was sticking out all the way to the hospital while she was screaming in labor pains and the car ran out of gas to they had to walk 3 miles to even get to the hospital where the epidural didn't work and the baby was in the NICU for 3 months because of complications at which point they had to declare medical bankruptcy because of the bills. Believe me, EVERY pregnant woman has thought about all the things to go wrong. We don't need to add to that list or freak out about what could happen.
Thanks for listening to me on my soapbox. That is all. :)
P.S. To readers: I'm not overly upset at these things, in fact they make me laugh.
Tuesday, May 19, 2009
After we got off the plane we rushed to the bus stop for the buss that would take us to downtown Seattle. We went with my whole family so there were 8 of us with all our luggage trying to fit on a city bus. Awesome--not. But we made it to the hotel and got to explore the city for the rest of the day. That night went to a lovely dinner on the pier. Best dinner I've had in a LONG time. . .mmmm seafood. . .
On Friday it was Jane's second birthday! I can't believe she's already 2. Blows my mind. She woke up crabby even after a pancake breakfast so Trent took her on a walk to the beach to throw rocks. When they came back they went 'swimming' in the hot tub (Jane's new favorite activity--we turn the temp down and just let her play with toys in there, she LOVED it!) After naps she got to blow bubbles with her Uncle Jon and then we went to a lake on the island and rented a paddle boat. We got out to the middle of the lake and all Jane wanted to do was touch the water--so much so she nearly fell over board trying to get to it so we decided to go back to shore and just let her play there. She started by bending over and touching the water on the shore, then that led to laying on her belly and getting her arms wet so we took her shirt off which must have made her feel free so she walked into the water in her socks, shoes, and jeans. She was having a great time washing rocks and splashing and stomping her feet. We finally stripped her pants off so there she was in nothing but socks, shoes, and a very wet diaper splashing around on a 60 something degree day. The girl was in heaven! On the way home we got popcorn and ice cream and soaked in the beautiful day. Jane helped me make her birthday cake and then we had dinner and opened presents and ate cake and ice cream until I couldn't move. It was great!