Monday, October 10, 2011

And, We're Back

Wow. It's been a month since my last post. I think that's probably a new record for me, but then again, it's me, so maybe not.

Since I last left you, Chris and I packed up our two-bedroom townhouse and moved into his parents' house. It was...not fun. Each time we move, I swear that it will be the last time we procrastinate to the point of "Just throw it in a trash bag, and we'll sort it out later," but we never do. And, of course, it was also challenging to move from a two-bedroom townhouse to two rooms, period. We had to pack what we needed separately from what we would be storing. So, it was challenging. Moving is challenging. Moving with a toddler is challenging. Moving while pregnant is challenging.

Like how I just slipped that in there?

In case you missed it, I'm pregnant. I've known I was pregnant for over a month now. Needless to say I was not much of an asset when it came to our move. If I wasn't napping, I was trying not to throw up. Or I was trying to figure out what to eat for my third dinner, because even as I have been nauseous beyond belief, I have also been starving every couple hours. I think in the end, I probably contributed about 30% to the move, which left my poor husband and our families to pick up the slack. And, because I am am very, very lucky, everyone has been really understanding.

Especially if you know my history, you might be wondering how far along I am. Most everyone I have told in person has looked momentarily delighted, then a look of realization sweeps over their face, and they cautiously venture, "How far along are you?" It was harder to answer when I was five or six weeks along, and it is only slightly easier now to tell you that I am just shy of ten weeks pregnant. I am currently further along than I was during any of my miscarriages, so big thumbs up there. But, it would be great to be twelve or fourteen or any of the numbers that are meant to offer you SOME reassurance. Still, we went to our first ultrasound last week, and everything looked really good. I'm still feeling sick and tired, which is hellish, but reassuring.

I know that with every passing week Chris and I feel more at ease, but we're both sort of expecting the worst at any given moment. Or, rather, he is expecting the worst, and I just try to prepare for it. Because I can't say I expect things to go wrong. In fact, I feel almost strangely confident that they won't. I've mostly been really at peace with this pregnancy. Occasionally I am gripped with fear when I let myself wonder how I will deal with another loss, but it's rare. I suppose this Zen-like demeanor is my defense mechanism, and I have to say it has been helpful.

I'm sitting here in Starbucks wearing maternity clothes, which is comically unnecessary, but also stupidly comfortable, of which I am highly in favor. I suppose the maternity shirt is a bit much, but I needed something long enough to cover the tell-tale maternity band, since I don't look pregnant and don't exactly want to advertise my premature proclivity for elastic waistbands. I would like to believe that it's true about showing sooner with subsequent pregnancies, but I have to say I am rather convinced it's the third dinners that are to blame. This is also why you will not be seeing any adorable "belly pictures" from me for a loooooooong time. Not until the girth more closely matches the level of pregnancy, at least.

And now that we've gotten that out of the way, what you might really be dying to know is how we are coping with our new living arrangements. Or maybe you don't care, but I'm going to tell you anyway. I can't speak for my in-laws, but the rest of us are adjusting well. Chris is tired from the extra time on his commute, but otherwise, he has no complaints. Charlotte is in heaven. She literally RUNS all over their large house, which is a vast improvement on running in circles around our tiny couch. She goes in the backyard every day, as many times as she can. And I'm already noticing her getting more comfortable, not just with her grandparents, but with adults in general. My theory is that it is less of a shock to her now to have people other than her parents around. She was pretty isolated before, and I feel like this is already proving to be good for her. Plus, she's sleeping well, is generally happy, and doesn't appear to be struggling with the change at all. In fact, when we left our apartment for the last time, we told her to say goodbye to it. She cheerfully said "Bye!" and then in a different voice she said (as the apartment) "Bye! I hope you don't want me anymore!"

As for me, I am adjusting well, though perhaps the least so of the three of us. I blame my anxiety above all. It's easier for my husband because they are HIS parents, so he's used to pissing them off. I, on the other hand, run around like a crazy person trying to make sure I have cleaned up any trace of my presence there. I am insecure about how I am ALWAYS there because I don't feel well enough to get out of the house much. I try to do little things whenever I see an opportunity, like emptying the dishwasher or finishing laundry that my mother-in-law started, but left the house before finishing. That last one has happened once, and probably won't happen again because Stephanie is like a MASTER housekeeper. She has a full-time job, and still manages to keep her house cleaner than I ever did, even when I was unemployed AND childless. But, it's important for me to note that my anxiety is just that: anxiety. It comes from me. My in-laws have never made me feel anything less than welcome and nothing like a burden, even if that isn't actually how they feel.

It's been a week. Hardly enough time for any major disasters to occur, but it's also hard to imagine any such disaster when you are in the hands of such generous people with whom you get along so well. Does it sound like I'm sucking up? If it does, well, they DO read my blog, you know. And I might be needing some free babysitting soon. Oh! Which reminds me! The babysitting! We've been back in our hometown a week, and have already seen a movie, courtesy of my mom's babysitting and gone out to dinner last night when my mother-in-law spontaneously offered (We were out the door so fast...) This alone makes the transition worth it.

And, with that, I leave you with a picture of my new haircut. It's a crappy cell phone picture which many of you already saw on Twitter. And my hair is flat in it because of the rain, but it's the only one I have. There aren't many picture opportunities when you are lounging around the house all day invading your father-in-law's space after he gets home from a long day of work. Though I suppose I'd have someone to snap the picture...

20 comments:

  1. DUDE!

    I'm so excited for you!! Cautiously, but SO CAUTIOUSLY EXCITED.

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  2. AWESOME-sauce. Thanks for sharing. Can't wait to read more!

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  3. Yay! Congratulations! I am super excited. I hope you feel better soon, but I also...don't? Because nausea can be a good sign? Not to be a jerk.

    Also, I don't think I could EVER live with my in-laws. You are a hero.

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  4. I had a feeling but obviously didn't want to ask. So excited!

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  5. I was literally JUST thinking about you and how I hadn't seen you online much. I am so incredibly happy for you (were you knocked up when we hung out last time? I had a weird feeling...)

    But wait - does this mean you won't be moving near me anytime soon, or is that still in the works? I think we should both move to Burbank. Relatively cheap and good schools. ;)

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  6. I'm super excited for you! That is wonderful news.

    You'll have to spy for some housekeeping secrets. My mother and grandmother were little help; their secret, outsource.

    Let's really plan a coffee date.

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  7. Congrats! That's really awesome and I'm pulling for you! Here's to hoping all is well. Im terrified of thinking about having more kids, mine is 7. Eeeeep! Happy Dances for you :) Also I've been spending a good deal of time with Mr. Monkey Butts parents and though I lerve them bunches I can't help but feel a little anxiety when Im staying over night like Im invading their space. Totally understand and Im sure it will get better when you get a little more comfy! They also have never shown any signs that I'm in the way or in any way a burden. It's just weird!

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  8. So happy for you! Wow, totally understand how weird it must be to live with the in-laws but it must serve a purpose. Welcome back to town and I hope you get to see lots more movies and go out to dinner. Hugs to Chris for that loooong drive! Lisa

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  9. @Ginger- Thanks! I am cautiously excited, too. :)

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  10. @Marlena- Thank you very much. Hopefully I will get my act together so there will be more to read!

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  11. @Jana- Jerk! No, that's exactly how I feel. The nausea helps me "feel" pregnant. But, I'm hoping it goes away once I'm in the second trimester. Also, I'm not a hero for being able to live with my in-laws, but YOU would be if you had to live with yours. From what I understand, anyway. :)

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  12. @Brooke- You're psychic! Maybe being pregnant gives you a sixth sense about these things. :)

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  13. @FFF- Ha, no I wasn't knocked up when we hung out. Well, wait. I guess I was, but I didn't know yet. Remember how I was telling you about how wonky my cycle was, and how I was sure it wouldn't work that month? Shows how much I know!

    I'm really not sure where we're going to end up after our stint here, but we're getting kinda of into the idea of getting a house out here. But, there's still hope! And, I'll be out your way a lot still for day trips. We should still take the kids to the Science Center!

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  14. @Ryan- Dude, I would outsource if I could. My plan is just to wait until Charlotte is old enough to clean for me.

    Yes to coffee. I will text you tomorrow. :)

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  15. @Doria- I totally understand what you mean. It just makes me self conscious not to know if I'm in the way or not.

    Oh, and I'm terrified of having another kid, too! LOL

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  16. @Lisa- Thank you! I hope Chris continues to handle the drive so well, but I'm sure it will catch up to him. :(

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  17. I am so excited for you! All the good vibes you're getting are so well deserved :)
    By the way, I just spent almost four days with my lovely in laws and no way could I live there! Enjoy having extra hands around, though, until you feel better. I hope that's soon.

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  18. Congrats Megan - I get that calm, not freaking out feeling. Eery and strange, but also comforting. Hope all continues to go well for you.

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  19. Congratulations! Hoping everything goes well for you this time. =)

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  20. Whoop whoop!

    Your hair looks very smooth, not flat. And your face says "I am resigned to this. All of it." So -- I transmit my best vibes to you. You can do it!

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