All sorts of STUFF
So my beloved Kitty, Shiva, died last week.
He was nine years old, and had pretty severe asthma, which I believe shortened his life considerably. He died peacefully, in his sleep, at the foot of my bed. I woke up in the morning to the smell of death and a stiff cold kitty at my feet. So SAD! We buried him in the backyard in front of the raspberry canes. Thank DOG the ground wasn't too frozen to dig in yet! I don't know what we'd have done with his carcass if we couldn't have buried it. Now I really want kitten (I've wanted one for ages, to keep Shiva company, but we weren't sure we wanted to clean up after two kitties at once!) but I can't have one because I can't clean kitty litter. Toxoplasmosis is a bitch, fo' reals!
Also, I had my 20 week ultrasound done two weeks ago (I'm now 21 weeks pregnant, over halfway, hooray! The last 10 weeks are the hardest, and make me eternally grateful that this has been so, so easy so far.)
The ultrasound tech was a dream come true and helped me figure out that we are having a BOYBOYBOYBOY!!! I'm so excited. I know it's not 100% certain that it will be a boy, since ultrasound isn't foolproof, but still, AWESOME.
Here he is with his hand in his mouth.
I still think we're going to call him Valen. (Pronounced VAY-len) and he will be my little VALENtine. <3 If all goes well he will be born right around my 29(!!)th birthday, on April 10th.
I find I worry WAY more over this pregnancy than I did with Zoë. At my last prenatal visit the doctor informed me that I had "abnormal cells" developing around my cervix. So last week I had to go to another doctor for a "colposcopy", which is essentially the pap smear from Hell. The doctor told me then and there that I had "some sort of lesion" and that it would require attention, but not until after the baby was born. So now I have to live with the knowledge that I have weird cervical cellular growths on my inner ladybits for the next SIX months.
I am trying really hard not to stress over this.
Also, being a poor-ass stay-at-home mom means I have absolutely ZERO dollars to spend on Christmas gifts this year. I've been thinking I will do some home canning and make carrot and garlic pickles for my local friends and stuff. I'm burning a CD for my Dad, and I have NO IDEA what to do for my mom. Husband simply MUST have Call Of Duty: Black Ops, so HELLO, MasterCard!
Guess that's about it for now. It's been swell, but the swelling's gone down.
xoxo,
Chey
He was nine years old, and had pretty severe asthma, which I believe shortened his life considerably. He died peacefully, in his sleep, at the foot of my bed. I woke up in the morning to the smell of death and a stiff cold kitty at my feet. So SAD! We buried him in the backyard in front of the raspberry canes. Thank DOG the ground wasn't too frozen to dig in yet! I don't know what we'd have done with his carcass if we couldn't have buried it. Now I really want kitten (I've wanted one for ages, to keep Shiva company, but we weren't sure we wanted to clean up after two kitties at once!) but I can't have one because I can't clean kitty litter. Toxoplasmosis is a bitch, fo' reals!
Also, I had my 20 week ultrasound done two weeks ago (I'm now 21 weeks pregnant, over halfway, hooray! The last 10 weeks are the hardest, and make me eternally grateful that this has been so, so easy so far.)
The ultrasound tech was a dream come true and helped me figure out that we are having a BOYBOYBOYBOY!!! I'm so excited. I know it's not 100% certain that it will be a boy, since ultrasound isn't foolproof, but still, AWESOME.
Here he is with his hand in his mouth.
I still think we're going to call him Valen. (Pronounced VAY-len) and he will be my little VALENtine. <3 If all goes well he will be born right around my 29(!!)th birthday, on April 10th.
I find I worry WAY more over this pregnancy than I did with Zoë. At my last prenatal visit the doctor informed me that I had "abnormal cells" developing around my cervix. So last week I had to go to another doctor for a "colposcopy", which is essentially the pap smear from Hell. The doctor told me then and there that I had "some sort of lesion" and that it would require attention, but not until after the baby was born. So now I have to live with the knowledge that I have weird cervical cellular growths on my inner ladybits for the next SIX months.
I am trying really hard not to stress over this.
Also, being a poor-ass stay-at-home mom means I have absolutely ZERO dollars to spend on Christmas gifts this year. I've been thinking I will do some home canning and make carrot and garlic pickles for my local friends and stuff. I'm burning a CD for my Dad, and I have NO IDEA what to do for my mom. Husband simply MUST have Call Of Duty: Black Ops, so HELLO, MasterCard!
Guess that's about it for now. It's been swell, but the swelling's gone down.
xoxo,
Chey