Ultrasound pic- Week 20!

In addition to the "bingo!" shot where we learned we're getting a girl, we also go this lovely pic:

There's our gal Gwendy- looking all big and baby like. I've been feeling her squirm and kick the last couple of days- I got the first "for reals" kick on Friday and it's finally becoming a regular thing. I must tell you, in all seriousness, words to not do justice to the feeling of that baby moving, so I wont even attempt. Suffice it to say, it's something profound.
Oh, and so you don't think I'm one of those women who gets preggo and can only think of that, I am doing a fun part in a little production/staged-reading hybrid of Stage Door with the Antaeus Academy. We are semi-staging it, semi not, and only have about 2 weeks to rehearse. Quick and dirty theatre, that's how I likes it. So Gwendolyn is on the stage already, and let me tell you, she is a brilliant actress.
That's all. We plan on starting to register for bebe stuff this weekend- guaranteed to yield humorous results as Gavin negotiates the wild and wooley world of lactation accoutrement. Stay tuned.

It's a.....

Ok, first, quickly, my coworker Jen is Cuban, and she made me do this little gender predictor exercise. There are 2 chairs, one with a knife under it and one with a spoon, and the preggo gal picks one to sit in w/ out knowing which has which. If she picks the knife, boy. If she picks the spoon....


I got the spoon.
And, according to my ultrasound yesterday............
IT'S A GIRL!!!! Viva la Cuba!!!!
Gwendolyn Joy is on her way! Now it's time for us to go out and drown ourselves in frou-frou pinkness!! Wheeeeee!!

Belly Pics! Week 19-ish!

Here are some long-promised belly pics. If you are bored, go back to my first ones and marvel at the miracle of the ever-growing belly. Wild. At least to me. Oh flat belly of old, although thine demise is for a very noble cause, I do miss thee.

First, about a week and a half ago (so like, 17th-ish. Lord knows I don't get this timing crap), at Joy's and Kev's house in NY:

And then, tonite: DUM DUM DAHHHH!!!!

Now, clearly, some of this must be more than a week or two's growth. I find the belly size is very dependent on whether I have recently eaten, as new fitzbaby pushes old stomach to new and scarey places. Oh pregnancy, you weird and wiley thing, you. But, in just a few short days, I am officially half way there...GAH!!!

Home Again, Home Again, Jiggity Jog.

So Christmas was....AWESOME. So much fun spending time w/ Joy and Joey and Mom and Dad, and all the rest of the lovely peeps that make up my New York mafia of loved ones. You have not lived until you have seen my motley crew of family play Cranium. Let's just say Gavin, my salty dad, and my 85 year old Grammy were on one team. I haven't laughed so much in I don't know how long (at one point, Dad had to use Gavin as a living puppet so Grammy could guess the clue "lawn mowing). And it was really cool that my VERY divorced parents were both willing and happy to have a combined Christmas dinner and play silly games together like fools. My parents rock.

My one regret is that I never got to see Ash, what with work schedules/fam schedules/the powers of the universe conspiring against us, but I think I will be able to see her in the Fresno in a coupla weeks.

In baby news, my belly has decided to make an appearance. Really, the difference is startling for only a few weeks time having elapsed since last photos. I will post sumthin of it in the next day or so, once I get my camera unpacked. Oh, and everyone, man, woman and child, should go out and get some maternity jeans. They are jeans, but with cozy stretchy tee-shirt material band instead of a zipper or button. AHHHhhhhhh. So comfy.

SO back in LA, where it is a balmy 70 degrees and the palm trees are a'dancin. Not such a bad deal.

Quicky Preggo Update- 15 weeks

Hi. All is well in baby town. Tonite we get to go the hospital and see where fitzbaby will be born and probably get a sales pitch for birthing classes. I'm excited because this is supposed to be one of those "family friendly" hospitals where you get a private room and labor/deliver/recover all in one place thats decorated like a guest bedroom (if your guest room had creepy medical stuff in the corners).
I have been experiancing a little "Round Ligament Pain" which is preggo-ese for "bizarre twingy pain in belly area"- particularly when I sneeze, which I just did. Ouch. Apparantly this is due to the weight of my womb pulling on all the ligaments attached to it. Who knew?

I have a doc apt next week, but not a cool ultrasound appointment (BOO!!!). We do get to listen to the fitzbaby's li'l heartbeat though, which should be nice.

I go in for some dental treatments the day before. I was nervous since I didn't want to do anything that could hurt the baby, but my doc signed a waiver saying all was cool. I guess second trimester, in addition to not sucking like first trimester, means your baby is a lot more developed and durable, so a little novacaine on mom's teeth wont hurt him/her.

And then!! Next week!! I go home to NY for what I hope is the best Christmas to date!! I miss my family SO much, and I SO need a Lucy-hug- I really can barely contain myself!!! I particularly miss my Mom- It's weird, but being pregnant really makes me just want to hug her. A lot. Also, NY food. There are no words for how much of you I intend to eat, and how much I intend to enjoy it. I have only gained 5 lbs so far (right on target), so I feel like I am entitled to a foody good time.

I'll try to get a new belly-pic up this weekend- things are DEFINITELY a'changing on that front.

That's all the news that's fit to print. Lerv and kisses.

Tee hee...

Here. Don't say I never gave ya nothin'.

Contributing to the World's Lexicon

It's not all fun and baby-making here in fitzlosophy land- from time to time I will still endeavor to solve the world's problems. Case in point, there are many situations that arise for which we have no words. Below, I shall describe some and attempt to name them:

1. Shletz- When you are in the shower, and you realize you have left something, like the soap or shampoo, or other necessary shower-object on your kitchen counter (like you just bought some from the store), and you have to make that mad, drippy, possibly stark naked dash across your house, in a shletz.

2. Porf- When you and another person are on a phone call, and the call drops, and both of you call eachother back at the same time, resulting in a buzy signal or going straight to their message. You both then wait 10 seconds to for the other person to give up, and then both call back again at the same time, with similar results. You have both porfed, twice.

3. Funt- (This one's kinda gross, but we've all been there) You are on the toilet and realize the toilet paper roll is out, but there is a fresh one in the cabinet across the room. You await an alotted time to account for...ahem...drippage, and then complete the awkward lunge (the actual funt) to grab the tissue while trying to leave your rear in vicinity of toilet.

4. Pintle- When you are singing along to a song, usually with great conviction, and you totally sing the wrong part, or come in early, and lamely trail off into silence. You pintled. All over yourself.


So that's all I have for now. I'm glad to add somthing to the world's lexicon, which has given me so much.