Thursday, January 15, 2009
Wednesday, January 14, 2009
So, our friend Nate was telling us about a little game that he and his wife used to play where they would put the TV remote on her stomach and they could tell when the baby kicked by when the remote would shake. We thought we would try playing the game too, and got a little video. You can see it at about 4 seconds in on this first one:
Then we tried it with Heather’s new Blackberry (it was playing some Mozart to the baby at the time). This one is at about 6 seconds:
Monday, January 12, 2009
Dust and Tumbleweeds
Away from me Hot, Dry Wind
Stay in Fall with Brown
Or as Joan Didion says: "The San Bernardino Valley lies only an hour east of Los Angeles by the San Bernardino Freeway but is in certain ways an alien place: not the coastal California of the subtropical twilights and the soft westerlies off the Pacific but a harsher California, haunted by the Mojave just beyond the mountains, devastated by the hot dry Santa Ana wind that comes down through the passes at 100 miles and whines through the eucalyptus windbreaks and works on the nerves. October is the bad month for the wind, the month when breathing is difficult and the hills blaze up spontaneously. There has been no rain since April. Every voice seems a scream. It is the season of suicide and divorce and prickly dread, wherever the wind blows."
Argh!! It's January. We just had the biggest snowstorm in 20 years, and yet the Santa Anas prevail. ARGH!!! Bring back the Rain and Snow!!!
So, Heather didn't think that it was obvious that she was pregnant, until she put on her workout clothes today. Yikes, that's definitely a baby!
We go on Friday to have the ultrasound to find out what kind of baby it will be. Josh thinks boy, and Heather thinks Butterfly. She's obviously more creative. (She asked Josh if he thought it was an elephant or something. He didn't play along :).
The baby has started to move around and Heather has started to feel its kicks. Basically, she feels like there's an alien taking over her body. It's weird and unsettling. But, she's excited for the actual child to get here.