Friday, June 28, 2013

Stop Crying

I've never in my life been so curious about how people respond to labor. So it's not surprising that I'm asking every mother I know to tell me her story.
I went through a similar stage as a teenager. Only at that time, I asked all the married couples I knew about falling in love.
Anyway, I recently talked to one of my mom's best friends about the labor and delivery of her two daughters.
Rosella said she knew she wanted a natural labor because she was absolutely terrified of the epidural.
Her brother had been paralyzed in an accident, and she didn't want to be paralyzed even temporarily.
She was hoping to take a Lamaze class, but by the time she went to sign up, none were available.
Her doctor said, "Don't worry. I'll coach you through it."
The first thing he said to her was, "Stop crying. You're wasting energy." 
I keep thinking about this advice, not in terms of labor but relative to life.
As in, what dream, desire, project or goal would be easier to birth into reality if I stopped wasting energy?


Saturday, June 22, 2013

Ten to Go

I hit the 30 week mark Friday, which means there are roughly 10 weeks between now and when Baby Girl is expected to arrive. Let the great countdown begin.


Wednesday, June 19, 2013

Not Quite Productive

The first item on my to-do list was to rewrite my to-do list, which took all night. 


Monday, June 17, 2013


Some Mondays feel like they should be followed by another Saturday and Sunday.


Sunday, June 16, 2013

Ladies Man

My grandpa turned 94 on Friday. That night he went to a dinner dance at the Italian American Heritage Foundation.
"We heard you were dancing with all the ladies," our friend Chuck said to grandpa.
"Oh, no. Only one at a time," grandpa replied.
"Keep dancing, Aldo. That's good for your feet,"  Chuck encouraged.
"I think dancing is good for something, but I don't think it's my feet," grandpa said.

Happy Father's Day to all the great (and funny) men in my life!


Thursday, June 13, 2013

One Thing at a Time

I just asked John what day of the week is it.
I napped in my car twice this week during my lunch hour.
I did meet one of my one million deadlines last night.


Monday, June 10, 2013


I'm feeling the pressure of a due date. Several, in fact. All leading up to our Little Love's arrival. I'm curious if this child will be punctual like her dad or if she will push deadlines like her mom.


Sunday, June 9, 2013

Ugly Confetti

It's unclear what happened, but it appears we somehow washed a cardboard box along with our clothes this afternoon.


Friday, June 7, 2013

Slow, Painful Magic

It doesn't happen in an instant, like pulling a rabbit from a hat. But if you stare at a blank screen long enough and think real hard, usually (hopefully) words will appear.


Thursday, June 6, 2013

Sleepy Time

I used to work in an office that had a couch inside the ladies room. It seemed somewhat odd at the time. But lately, I've  been thinking all workplace bathrooms need couches as a napping place. They are called "rest" rooms, after all.


Wednesday, June 5, 2013

Fun with YouTube

These videos are courtesy John. The first one is sweet. I would not want to be a teenager again, but this kid handles what could have been an embarrassing moment with grace. 

The second video is kind of silly. But I'm not judging her approach to fitness. She is in much better shape than I am and far more coordinated, too.


Tuesday, June 4, 2013

Hello, 36

I can't wait to experience every day of you and all the many ways you're going to change my world.



Monday, June 3, 2013

Goodbye, 35

You surprised the pants off me and were more than I could have imagined. I will never forget you.



Sunday, June 2, 2013

Unicorn Thrift Shop

I get the impression people don't always believe me when I say my dad buys almost all his clothes at the thrift shop in his neighborhood. I'm quite serious, and I think it's great. He is on their email list, and, for those interested, there is a big sale starting tomorrow.


Saturday, June 1, 2013

Hello, June!

Would it be too much to ask that the next 30 days miraculously be as productive as 90? It would really help me out. 



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