Speedy Delivery

The Wife keeps hearing about all these women she know who have an easy delivery. She's really hoping to start hearing about some miserable ones because she's convinced that if all she hears about how easy it is that Murphy's Law will kick in and she'll have the worst one ever.

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ROTS - Comments

I don't consider anything I've written below to be a spoiler. But if you're completely paranoid about reading any potential spoilers, you might wait to read this after you've seen ROTS.

Despite the fact that I knew Anakin would become Darth Vader, it still broke my heart to watch it unfold. The way it happened. The things he did. The fact that Darth Vader was no longer just some bad guy in a black suit. In the original Trilogy, he was just that bad guy and that's how it was. No big deal. But to see him transform and to know that Darth Vader could have been prevented. And to know that some evil bastard took advantage of his adolescence and his hard life. It was just sad.

The movie was amusing and suspensful. It was visually captivating. The whole movie brought such closure to so many things.

I truly enjoyed it and I look forward to seeing it again in six hours.

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It's Official

I scored some mega-points with the careful wording of the following comment.

"Yah, I'd say that you are officially showing."

The points were awarded for wording it so that it didn't come off as, "you're getting bigger".

The topic came up because I guess some gal said to The Wife something like, "...yah, when I was pregnant...", yet there had been no mention of the fact that The Wife is currently pregnant.

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ROTS

I'm going to see Revenge Of The Sith in 30 minutes. Very excited.

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That was crazy, dog.

The Dogs have always been a bit strange. Getting a second dog was a great idea. These two girls are the best of friends. They love to play and snuggle and all that stuff.

It has always been a bit weird when they make out. They're like french-kissing teenagers. And when one cleans the other and I'm in the room. Well, I just feel like I'm invading their privacy. But this latest thing is too much for me. Golden doggie showers.

Yah, I know.

Out of the past 10 walks we've went on, I'd say 8 or 9 have resulting in one peeing on the other's head at least once. They're both sniffing the same spot, nose-to-nose, and then one spins around, hikes their leg (yah, they're both girls. like I said, they've always been a bit strange), and just pees before the other one moves. And it happens so fast, it's over before we can even think to stop it from happening. Ugh. It's amusing and wrong, all at the same time.

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Feed Me!

The Wife has apparently been possessed by Audrey II. After we got home from walking The Dogs tonight, she sits down and commands, "Feed Me!".

Gotta run, time to flip the fish sticks and tater tots.

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Baby Room

It seems like there's not much to write about lately, like there aren't a lot of new developments. Maybe I'm just getting used things so I don't think about writing about them.

As far as I know, The Wife is still on a streak of feeling good. She should be sitting down more during the day at work, but she's in retail, so that's tough. But with all the changes lately, her job description isn't much more than, "stand here until someone needs something", so I'm thinking "stand" could be replaced with "sit". She just needs to get some kind of a stool or a chair. Maybe that would help her ankles, which are a bit swollen at the end of the day.

I guess we really need to get going on the baby room. Get it cleared out and painted and ready for furniture. Maybe we can do a little of that this weekend.

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Happy Pre-Mothers Day

You would think it would be easy to buy a hammock. You'd be wrong. We went to 5 different stores to compare styles and prices and ended up buying the stand from one store and the hammock from another. But we got one. And we used it. And it's good. The Wife has wanted one for a while now, and I figured that would be an okay pre-mother's day gift. Something for relaxing. Since everyone tells us there will be no more relaxing after October.

I also got her a white picture frame that holds two 4x6 pictures. I decorated the frame with some markers and put a sonogram picture in the top and a picture of the dogs in the bottom. She woke up to it on her bed stand Sunday morning. That was cool.

She's not quite used to her bigger boobs. Several times on Saturday when we were out, she made sudden turns, slamming her boobs into me, practically knocking me to the ground (isn't exaggeration fun?). And the funny part is that she was oblivious to it. I pointed it out to her later with this same caveat -- This is NOT, I repeat NOT, a complaint. I'm relatively pleased with the situation, actually.

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Damn It Was A Good Day

To quote Ice Cube. Too bad I don't have a radioblog setup, I'd definitely have that track in there.

The Wife had a good day today. Felt good, felt peppy and upbeat. Hopefully that trend continues.

I got head-butted (is that a word?) in my soccer game on Tuesday. At least that's what they tell me. I went up for a header, and won the ball, but the next thing I know, I landed on the ground horizontally and just kind of laid there in a lot of pain. I've got a lovely black eye and my cheek is swollen. And it's messing with my teeth. It's some kind of combination of my bite being off a little, and some of my teeth feeling numb. Oh, and there's blood in my phlegm. Other than that, I'm perfect! (name that film quote).

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15 weeks 5 days

The first time we listened for the heartbeat several weeks ago, it could barely be heard. So much that The Wife didn't hear it, and it's possible that I just imagined it. Today, the Dr. had a med student with her and the med student was all over the place with that microphone thingy and couldn't find it. So The Doc stepped in and found it pretty quickly and it was super loud. WHUUW-WHUUW-WHUUW-WHUUW-WHUUW-WHUUW. Man, that was pretty cool. The Wife was ecstatic. She needed that. It seemed like a little reward for everything she's gone through so far.

Oh, and according to some Chinese zodiac calendar predictor whozit whatzit, she's determined that we're having a girl. Speaking of that, the more we talk about it, the more we're thinking of not finding out if The Baby is a boy or a girl ahead of time.

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The Itchy And Scratchy Show

The Wife's butt itches. A lot. All the time. Without relief. And while I do feel bad for her and wouldn't want to be on "her end" of the situation, it's really just too hilarious not to laugh, or to blog for that matter. Because I'd hate to forget about this, that would be a shame.

Before I got home, The Little Dog (relatively speaking at 58 lbs.) puked tonight, and that made The Wife puke. But she mustered up the strength to clean it up. And I truly appreciate not having to clean up dog puke first thing when I get home.

Tomorrow is our fourth wedding anniversary. Sometimes it seems like it all started yesterday, other times it seems like it should be our fortieth. There could be no more perfect woman for me. Thanks to her for being her, and for liking me for being me.

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Get Away (part deux)

We went to Eureka Springs, Arkansas, this past weekend. It's a small town carved into the very steep hills of the Ozark Mountains. It's an old town, but it's clean and quaint. The streets are narrow, steep, and windy. It's fun to walk around the historic downtown area and see all the shops. I suppose it would be more fun if you enjoyed shopping. But still, we had a great time just hanging out together, with no real schedule to stick to. We drove out to a lake and then had dinner at The Horizon, a very small, nice little restaurant looking over the lake. Then we drove around and found this old, one-lane suspension bridge. That was very cool, for me. The Wife didn't like it so much. But she won't even step on a metal grate in the sidewalk. We stayed at The Palace Hotel and Bath House. The nice part about it was that it was in town, but on the edge of town, so there wasn't a lot of hub-bub around it. And there are only 7 or 8 rooms, so it wasn't real busy, and we were looking for something a little more cozy and private. If we went back, we'd stay on the upper floor so we wouldn't hear the people above us. We each had a massage in the bath house on Sunday. It was nice, but what we've come to realize is that the day spas that are built into these old bath houses have nice services, but it's a completely different atmosphere than your typical day spa. They're just a little less private, but still nice. We both had a great time and really enjoyed the weekend and each other.

(Sorry for the streaming consciousness)

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Get Away

It was kind of a rough morning. Both of us are a little short on sleep this week, and although The Wife is feeling somewhat better, she still feels sick most mornings. Lack of sleep and desperately wanting to be in that "blissful 2nd tri-mester" rumored to exist were just a little overwhelming this morning. But we survived.

She went against her book's advice and went to the salon today. But she didn't do anything too drastic and she seems to like it. She should, she looks totally hot.

We're going on a little 4th anniversary get-away weekend this weekend. We're looking forward to it. We need a little break. It should be a good time. We're going to - Note to The Wife: HA!!! You thought you were going to find out, didn't you? I know you're reading this before we leave for the weekend. Heh-heh. Nice try, but you'll just have to wait until we get there.

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Blame Game

Okay, so I got called out on my lack of updates. Thanks, KD, I needed that.

The Wife went to her sister's last night and got a bunch of clothes and some other stuff. That's pretty exciting. The other sister was supposed to come too, but her husband didn't want her to for some reason. Oh well, more stuff for us! Yay. Oh, but then I got blamed for keeping her up so late last night. Even though she didn't even get home till after 10:30! I told her nice try, but it was her fault.

She's feeling mostly better, but there's been no "light switch" from feeling blah to feeling great. She's getting a little bit of a belly, but she says it's just all fat and not baby. I tell her it is baby and it's because of the baby and it's cute.

We put the boats in at the Lake this weekend and had a blast. The Baby had it's first boat ride. I napped in the boat and she napped on the dock. I realized I'd been in and out of consciousness for a few minutes so I figured I'd better see if she was asleep so she didn't burn. I hollered over at her to tell her to flip over or get out of the sun. She was on her stomach with her top's neck strap untied and held it with one hand as she stood up, leaning over to tie it. And her boob had just completely fallen out. Completely. She had no clue. Granted, there's really nobody around that could see anything, but I hopped out and stepped in front of her and told her to stand up. She's half asleep and she's just like, What? Why?. I told her to trust me, she stood up, I put her boob away, and she was like, "Oh, Thanks.". It was quite amusing. She had no idea. And she was so mostly asleep, that when we were laughing about it later, she didn't even remember exactly how it had happened. Ahh, My Wife, the pregnant exhibitionist.

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Furry Stirrups

Wow, so I completely forgot to talk about last weeks Dr. appointment. This week has flown by.

Perhaps we were being punished for being 4 minutes late, but we sat in the examination room for over 45 minutes before the Dr. finally arrived. The furry stirrups were out for some reason and we thought about taking them for a test run, but decided we better not. Translated, that's: I tried to convince her how much fun it would be and she just kept saying no. The doc said everything checked out okay and that her Iron seemed fine. So, it must just be the normal first trimester blues, and she'll start feeling better any day now.

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What do Johnson County, KS and Superman have in common?

They can both turn back time! Congratulation to Johnson County for helping America go back in time. Back to the retarded age.

CONSTITUTIONAL AMENDMENT [to ban gay marriage]
Total Number of Precincts 417
Precincts Reporting 417 100.0 %
Total Votes 97051
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YES 58368 60.14%
NO 38683 39.86%

Gee, while we're at it, why don't we make gay people use separate drinking fountains and ride in the back of the bus? Didn't we learn anything? Regardless of how you feel about gay marriage, amending the Constitution is wrong. IT'S THE CONSTITUTION. In 50 years (hopefully sooner), they're going to look back at this and call us fools. *sigh*

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Iron Woman

The Wife was asleep when I got home at 7:30 pm. Poor thing. She's pretty much always tired. I hear a lot of women get that, but it seems a little extreme. I was talking to a friend tonight who recently had her third child and she said she was more tired than normal with the third. So they checked her iron and she had a deficiency. Once they got her some extra iron, she felt quite a bit better. We've got a doctor's appointment tomorrow, so we'll ask them to check her iron. Or, maybe it's just the normal amount of tired and we just don't know what to expect.

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Saving Myself

I don't hold newborn babies. I even shy away from holding babies in general, but I don't hold newborn babies. I won't lie and try to be macho. It's partially because it's kind of scary. But a big part of it is that I want the first baby that I hold, especially newborn baby that I hold, to be my baby. (and yes, by my, I mean our, meaning The Wife and me) So you see, it really boils down to the fact that I'm saving myself.

I tried to explain that to our friends tonight when I wouldn't hold their baby that was just born today. I'm not entirely sure they understood, but I asked them not to take offense. He was a very cute baby. Very cute. His Wife was praising the epidural all night long. It's one of the first 5 words she says to everyone she talks to. She apparently had a pretty easy time, especially after the epidural. He told me the doctor arrived, took off her coat, put on her gown, put on her gloves, and literally turned around just in time to catch the little bugger. A little to close, if you ask me, but makes for an amusing story.

Oh, and speaking of babies. The Wife's sister, the one with the 8-year-old and the 2-year-old triplets, yah, she's pregnant. She's due 4 days after The Wife. That makes 5 kids. Wow. Out. Of. Control.

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Surprise Ending

Wow. So I called my dad Thursday morning before Easter weekend. I told him we were worried about being around cigarette smoke now that The Wife is pregnant and especially after The Baby comes. I told him we were thinking of sleeping in the apartment when we visited. He said he completely understood and we could stay in the apartment if we wanted, but he also said he'd just go outside to smoke. I was completely blown away. I mean, he goes outside when he comes here, but I just didn't think he'd do that at his own house. He even said maybe this would be a helpful incentive for him to quit. I thought to myself that if death or emphysema wasn't enough incentive, I'm not sure a grandchild would help, but you never know. It was such a relief to have talked to him about it. We went down there last weekend and had a great time.

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Baby Buddies

Pregnancy Partners. Kiddie Co-horts. Parent Pals. Okay, I'm done. For now.

Our kidless-couple friends are having a baby! Yay. So fun. They were part of the gang we told at dinner the day after we found out. They rode with us and on the way home, they kept saying, "We're just not ready yet. We'd be okay if it happened, but we're just not ready." Well, apparently the conversation continued after we dropped them off and ended up as, "Okay, let's start trying."

They think she's about four weeks along, which would put them about six weeks behind The Wife.

Infant Imitators. Toddler Teams. Okay, now I'm really done.

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