Monday, May 16, 2005

Gene Pool

I spent my Saturday at a birthday party for a 1 year old. What happens at a 1 year old birthday party? Not much. At this age I think the party is really for the parents. A kind of celebration that they kept this little creature alive for one year and that they in turn survived.

I am not much into kiddie parties. We don’t have many friends who have kids and I have never been one of those oohhh-ing and awww-ing kinds of people. Actually, I normally run the other direction when I see babies/kids. I have been working on this and hope that I have much more maternal instinct when the baby/kid belongs to me. Anyway, what I noticed at this party, and not quiet sure why I had not noticed before, is how much little kids really look like their mom and dads. They are little morphs of both parents. Exactly like they do in Star magazine every week. You know, this is what
Demi and Ashton’s baby will look like. I guess I noticed this cause I am super curious about what our little alien is going to look like. Which parts of me and which parts of Rich are going to end up in her? And how was that all decided? Did my gene pool and Rich’s gene pool duke it out with Rich’s eyes beating mine in the final round? Let’s hope that his height gene kicked my height gene ass!

Saturday, May 14, 2005

26 weeks = No sleep and freaking out

I just watched Blue Crush again for probably my 10th time. I don’t know why I like this movie so much but every time I see it on the TV menu I can’t help but flip to it. And it is 9am on a Saturday morning.

First of all, what am I doing up this early? I am officially 26 weeks pregnant and can no longer sleep at night. I go about two nights of not sleeping and then am so tired on the third night that I finally get some rest. I think this was night number two so tonight should be my lucky night. Rich is in Cancun for a bachelor party so I have been sleeping in the middle of the bed surrounded by pillows. Even that is not helping. And, I have all of a sudden become a hot sleeper. I am normally a cold sleeper, someone who always uses blankets. Not any more. I actually sweat at night. How gross is that?

It has been forever since I wrote. A lot has happened in the last eight weeks. We found out that we are having a girl. Rich was totally shocked. He was so convinced that we were having a boy. After the tech left and the doctor came in I had to ask her to double check the sex because my husband needed more ‘proof’ that our baby was actually a girl. The doctor was really good and showed my husband the markers that they look for and let him take a good hard look at the missing scrotum and 2 markers that showed that we are having a girl. Our little alien was very cooperative for the camera and definitely showed her stuff. Guess she knew that Daddy needed as much time as possible to prepare for the fact that he is having a girl.

On the topic of Rich - he came home the other day totally freaked out. It had just finally hit him that we are having a kid. He told me that he just finally realized how permenant all this was. He said that it hit him that he could get rid of me (to which I said…you are getting rid of me?) but that this thing we were doing, this life we had created, would be ours forever. Definitely qualifies as a freak out moment.

Me, on the other hand, I don’t think I have stopped freaking out since we found out we were pregnant. Lately what has really been freaking out is how much our life is changing. I say IS because it already has. Rich and I have been together for 10 years. We got together in May of 1995 so we just hit our 10 year anniversary. By the time little alien comes we will have been married 4 years. That is a lot of time of just Kris and Rich. The last 10 years we have spoiled ourselves and our relationship. We have traveled a ton, partied even more and pretty much have done whatever we wanted to do. We tend to be irresponsible with our finances buying things on whims. I value my independence but gave that up in a heartbeat for Rich. I became a We. Our We is about to change and become a She. I am just worried about our We. I love our We and don’t want that to change. I know it will, but I am hoping that Rich and I are smart and are able to care for, love, raise our She, while at the same time nurturing our We.