Week 20- Banana

Claude went home to his parents last night leaving me all alone to reminisce about our time together.  I was especially fond of this photo of him laying his head on my pregnant belly while I watched Toy Story 3.  A very age appropriate film for Claude.

but one cannot forget his wrestle with the couch video:

Even though I was sad to see Claude go, it was amazing to see how happy he was to be reunited with his Mom and Dad.  He couldn't stop the wiggles. It made me really look forward to being one myself, a Mom to a Dad for a little baby girl named Pony.

WHO also just received her FIRST PAIR OF SHOES and they are kick ass cute!  Jennifer and Ted, Claude's parents picked her out these adorable little moccasins on their trip to Sedona.  

Oh let the shoe fetish begin.  I love shoes.  I can't get enough of them.  This is a great beginning.  I am very impressed.

And lastly I was cleaning the house just now when I started touching my belly and suddenly I felt something soft and strange there.  I looked down, perplexed, and realized it was my belly button sticking out.  What a trip. It must of snuck out over night, because I don't remember it being there before. 

There are also pockets of cellulite in some very fascinating places beginning to grow, creating a whole new shape of me from behind that I am sure is quite Rubenesque.  However, my dear friend Katie assured me today at breakfast that it goes back to normal, whatever that is for you.  And by looking at her, who is absolutely gorgeous with two adorable little girls, you'd never guess she gained 50 pounds with both her pregnancies.  She's tiny.  So there is hope.  I am going to try and appreciate my medieval curves and pretend like it just shows our wealth.  Our wealth of love, that is. 

Your Dad comes home Monday morning. I can't wait.  It seems like it is so far away.  But in the meantime you have jumped in size from a tomato to a banana.  I guess they measure you from head to toe now, not just to your butt, which I can't wait to bite.

I love you Pony. I  just want to hold you in my arms so badly it makes me cry sometimes.

xx

Mom

Week 19- Giant Heirloom Tomato!

I saw and felt you kick me!  It was one of the most amazing experiences of my life.  The first time it happened when I had my hand on my belly, I felt this little push.  Then last night I could feel you pushing from the inside and when I looked down I saw my belly suddenly raise up and go back down in a small spot.  It was like Aliens!   I hate to sound like a big cry baby, but that is what I did, I cried.  I did.  I'll admit it. I might of also cried because I missed your Papa.  He left for Australia for a few days for work and it's the first time we've been apart in 8 months.  However, I have a babysitter watching me and making sure I am okay.  His name is Claude and he likes to snuggle.

He snores a little, but so does your Dad, sometimes, so I don't mind. 

This is what size they say you are:

and this is what size I am:

Tomorrow I get to see Dr. Dwight.  I can't wait.  Your Aunt Vanessa wants to come with me just so she can see him again.  He delivered her son Felix and she missed Dr. Dwight.  I have to make a correction however, he is not, I repeat, not the father of Heidi Fleiss.  He is gay. So that would be strange.  BUT the best pediatrician on the East Side IS Heidi Fleiss's father and his name is Dr. Fleiss.  Makes much more sense. He met my friends and their newborn at his office at 2:30 in the morning.  That is the kind of doctor he is.  We need him.  I hope we get him.  Might be another HMO clusterf&*%^ but I'll do my best to break the code.

I want only the best for you- or what is best for you- or both. 

I love you and miss your Dad terribly right now.  He is the only person in the world that has ever made me feel so loved, seen, heard, appreciated, special, important, and wanted in this life. He makes my heart sing. You just kicked me, so I know you miss him too.  We are very lucky to have him.

xx

Mom

I Do

Pony Patricia Husom, your Papa and I tied the knot officially on February 3rd, 2011 at 3:15pm.  It was a new moon, which is supposedly very auspicious for weddings.  It was also a beautiful perfect Los Angeles day.  We met some close friends at the Beverly Hills Courthouse and waited till we met our judge, whose name I have forgotten, but whose face and voice I never will.  She brought us into the makeshift chapel. It was adorably cheesy.  Our friends gathered around while we listened to the lady and her lovely inflections and said our vows.  I wanted to cry, but didn't.  Your Aunt Kimberly did that for me.

Here is the video so you can see and hear it all in real time.

Very Good News

Yesterday I received a phone call from Dr. Dwight's nurse.  She told me that she had some 'very good news' for me, that all our tests came back normal.  Normal.  How amazing is that?  Aunt Vanessa and I were saying last night it's remarkable how when you first get pregnant you go from hoping your baby has curly blonde hair and big blue eyes (possibly) with long legs to being a boy or a girl digressing after all the statistics and tests to just praying that your baby no matter what they look like or gender that they are- please God, just let them be normal.  Let them have ten fingers and ten toes and be able to function in this crazy world.  That's all.

Normal.

I never knew that word could make me feel so many amazing things.

I don't have much time to write more right now.  It's been probably the busiest week of my life and I am still playing catch up at work.  I got sick, had the amnio, we moved into a house, and then we got married.  Like I always tell my actors- Go Big or Go Home.

It's been a big week to say the least.

I am going to post our sweet little courthouse wedding video as soon as your Papa emails it to me.

LOve love love

your less than normal Mom