Den was a little sulky the other day, so let me just clarify this: when I write “I” in here, it’s because I’m the one writing it and I don’t like to speak for my husband… sometimes we have, errr, very different views on things like parenting! So when I say “This is how I want to raise my child” it’s because, well, I am not so certain Den would agree with me on it. And of course whatever we actually end up doing is going to be an amalgamation of Den and me, and something that we agree on. I just usually talk out my own thoughts here before running them by Den and getting his opinion and input and figuring out what we’re actually going to do. ;) (He reads this blog, so it’s actually very helpful for me to write things out here, he reads it, then we talk later, lol.)

There, you happy honey?? :P

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There’s a part of me that thinks my love of ultrasounds is so contrary to my otherwise very crunchy nature. Here I am wanting as little intervention as possible, no medications, no internal exams….. but 4 ultrasounds before 20 weeks? YES PLEASE! I find that a little amusing. I guess there’s an exception to every rule.

I was just sitting here looking at all the ultrasound photos we have, from 6 weeks to 19 weeks. It’s freaking amazing. To actually see our little boy grow from a tiny little blob into a very human-like form… wow. Not only are we totally blessed with this miracle of being able to grow a human in the first place, but to be able to actually see inside me to catch little glimpses of it? How effing cool.

The email I got today (from the hospital – I signed up for their “weekly baby development” emails) said that baby is around 10-11 inches long crown to rump, and around 15 ounces in weight. 11 inches!!! That’s nearly a FOOT long baby. INSIDE ME. Where does he fit??? The whole thing just astounds me.

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Unfortunately it’s appearing that last night’s respite from Den’s snoring was just a fluke. Another night with the breathe-right strip, and he’s still pretty damn bad. :(

Not to mention the stupid humidifier. I was all excited at the possibility of a fan or some kind of white noise in the bedroom at night – I even read reviews of this particular brand that calls them really noisy. They lied. The thing barely makes a damn sound. And beyond that, Den likes to put the thing on HIGH, which means I wake up with everything in the room coated in dewdrops. Yuck. Umm, too high!! Also, while having the little bit of extra heat in this room during the dead of winter will be very nice, it is not yet the dead of winter. In fact, the bedroom is too warm for me now! Granted today was a warmer day compared to some the last few weeks (we’ve had some really chilly days, and then some where you barely have to wear a jacket… gotta love New England), but I’m in a really light shirt here! It’s just not normal.

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I have finally discovered what I want for Christmas: RAM. Okay, most of you have no idea what that is, and it’s totally off topic. But it’s wicked cheap and I want to upgrade this laptop so bad right now so it stops freezing when I’m doing my web work in it!!

I also want a new cordless laptop mouse (old one died, drat!!) and I wouldn’t be displeased to get a much bigger usb drive than I have now, I use it frequently at work.

Every year I try to think of some varied things that I’d like to get. And every year I come back to the computer gear. What can I say, I’m a computer-reliant geek. Sigh.