Memories

A few things have been sparking recollections of my pregnancy. For the most part, I really enjoyed being pregnant.

I used to sing "Good Morning Starshine" to her every morning and talk to her, wondering who she was going to be. I loved my doctor's visits, getting to hear her heartbeat. It's an incredibly fast paced whoosh whoosh sound.

She used to tickle me when she moved. It felt like little bubbles moving through my belly. I wasn't certain it was her for the longest time. When she started kicking, she got strong FAST and I knew it was her for certain. She used to kick me behind my belly button for hours every night when I finally relaxed for the night. That part wasn't fun - I would cry for hours because it hurt. She left a bruise that took weeks to go away after her birth.

She slept most of the day when I was teaching at school, although she would wake up if the students got too loud, and yes I did use that as a reason they should be quieter. We took her to a concert at Dragon Con and she definitely thought THAT was too loud; I ended up sitting at the very back of the hall, with a bunch of jackets around my belly to muffle the noise.

My tastes changed during pregnancy; I couldn't stand the taste of coffee, broccoli or pizza. I still don't like pizza. My sense of smell was incredibly sensitive.

For the last month or so of the pregnancy, I could only sleep on the couch. I would arrange myself so that my belly was in the crack between two cushions, and that cradled it softly enough that I could sleep.

Quote

"Every child should have mud pies, grasshoppers, waterbugs, tadpoles, frogs & turtles, elderberries, wild strawberries, acorns, hickory nuts, trees to climb, animals to pet, hayfields, pine cones, rocks to roll, sand, snakes, huckleberries and hornets – and any child who has been deprived of these has been deprived of the best part of his education." -Luther Burbank 1849 - 1926

Easter 2011

This is the Tiny Overlord's second Easter, although it's the first one she was aware enough to participate in. She received tribute from both her Minions, her Grandminions K and her Grandminions H. This pleased her.

Her Grandminions K came to visit the week before Easter, so we had our fun that week. (The Tiny Overlord isn't constrained by such things as following a calendar.) They bought her a sandbox, which was received with much delight and promptly named "Bok" and declared "Mine!" She loves dumping the sand on herself and, unfortunately, eating it. We're working on that one. We put it down by the garden so one of us can play with her while the other does garden chores, which she likes watching.



The next day we had her first Egg Hunt. She was intrigued by the first one, which she sat down with and promptly opened. We enticed her to walk to the second one but couldn't convince her to put either one in the bag. Instead she held one in each hand. This created a quandary when she got to the third one. I eventually snuck one of the eggs into her bag. It rapidly became clear that we were much more interested in her finding the eggs than she was - she was happy to open one and then try to put it back together. So her Grandminions gave her the Easter basket they had bought for her. Between the toys, the stuffed duck and rabbit and the fake grass (which she threw into the yard) she was pleased.



The next weekend, the Grandminions H arranged a surprise; they ordered a cake from a local bakery for us! As usual, Bumblebee Bakery did an outstanding job. The cake was not only beautiful, but delicious. The Tiny Overlord approved of her tiny piece, and we definitely approved of the (much larger) pieces that we ate.

Off to Work

Often, the Tiny Overlord likes to get a lunchbox, either hers or mine, and pretend that she's heading off to work. She'll load it up with crayons and cheerios and her drink, then grab a jacket and head to the front door.

Too cute for words.

New words

Knee
Yogurt
Work
Ick, Uck, Ew (she loves to use all of these while we're changing her diaper)
Chair
Ride
Stuck (she gets stuck on her four wheeler a lot since she hasn't figured out steering)
Cough (she makes a fake cough sound with this)
Coff (this means coffee; it sounds the same as cough)
Bless you (she says this to herself after she sneezes)
Pock (this means pocket)
Bra
Dora (from Dora the explorer; she has a Dora tunnel/tube and a Dora toddler sized seat)
Isaac (this is what we call our roomba vacuum cleaner)

For anyone who's counting, she's up to 50 words.

Poor little one has 3 premolars coming in at the same time. Not fair!

Busy day for the little one and I: went to the grocery store; cut, steamed and froze some veggies for her; worked on the compost heap; went to the bank; and got in lots of play time and two naps! Now for dinner, toothbrushing and then night night.