I'm trying every single thing I can to get into the classes I need this semester. This means I'm doing nothing. I've gone to the classes in which I'm waitlisted and that's about it. I'm also sweating like freaking crazy. Now that I'm displaced I'm living in locations that aren't quite as easy to get to. This means a lot of walking, buses and other forms of public transportation. I was so spoiled, but not anymore! I can't wait for the fall with it's glorious crisp weather, changing leaves and getting dark earlier. Since I'm no longer in classes in the evening, early sunsets just means cooler temperatures. I'm willing myself through this semester and looking to the amazing finale of a new baby!
It wasn't as horrible as I thought it would be. I chugged it in two goes. The nurse warned me to take it slow, yeah like that's going to happen. The orange flavor made me want to yack, but I knew if I did I would just have to drink it again. Mind over matter! I had to get out of there for interviews. After repeatedly asking how long the process would take and being told 30 min, they inform me that I need to wait an hour for my blood to be drawn. I had read about the test before hand and everyone said that, but I asked them more than once and they kept saying I would be out in 30 min. So I chug it down and then they let me know in an hour I could have my blood drawn. WTF?! You all suck, is what I wanted to say. Even with the extra hour or wait time, I made it to my interviews with no problems. I used my hour to do some firm research, change into my suit and buy a breakfast sandwich to devour after my blood draw. I didn't fast before, so I hope that wasn't what I was supposed to do. My double digit countdown day passed by without my even noticing. Less than 100 days to go until the little one is here.
It's kicking my a**! I am so incredibly tired. Walking around in real shoes that are not sneakers or flip flips is taking it's toll. I'm hoping this doesn't show through in my interviews. I am also finally dealing with some pregnancy pain, other than heartburn. Walking/jogging/running has become increasingly difficult. This was brought to my attention yesterday when speed walking for a bus. I'm going to need to do more pelvic floor exercises, ewwwww I know, with my trainer. I'm literally shuffling down the street. Not good. I certainly won't be lugging around books. Yay for locker ladies taking pity on a pregnant lady and giving me a bigger one to store all of my books, clothes and shoes.
On a non-school related note, I'm going into the doctor's for my glucose tolerance test this morning. It's 4:30 am right now, can you say jet lag? The appointment is at 8:30 and I need to get to an interview at 11. I sure hope it will be enough time. Other than trying not to pass out/fall over at interviews, I'm going to maximize my time with potential employers and try to not be too disappointed if I don't get any callbacks. Prepare for disappointment and celebrate surprises will be my motto for the week.
I just checked in online. After 5 weeks together I really don't want to leave. We're back in our groove, feeling like this is real life again. Now it all comes to a screeching halt and I have to leave. Over 10 weeks apart. I honestly have no idea how military families do it and with the added anxiety over being in mortal danger. Knowing Z is coming soon, knocking out this new semester and being halfway through law school is helping, but not enough. I had one of those awkward crying in the car moments yesterday. Liam kept saying people were going to think he was beating me! I mean this was ugly crying. We had just gone to the grocery store, he ran in to get potatoes for the steak we had at home. It all just felt so real and normal and then I realized that the day after tomorrow it wouldn't. I'll get over it and once I'm back in the swing of things everything will be fine, but right now it blows!
like my husband will run strain his rice under the tap if it's too sticky! Too sticky! Is rice good any other way? This is the rice we made for a thai curry. Sticky rice is the best in my opinion.
(Not our curry and in no way mild)
We made a nice thai curry, well we thought we did. It turned out a bit too spicy causing Liam all kinds of GI issues, Z freaking out in my stomach after the 3 bites I managed, and 90% of our thai curry dinner turning into food for the neighbors. Can't say we didn't try. Once we could feel our lips dinner became Johnny Rockets leftovers, apple pie, and rice. Yummmm.
Classes are beginning in a couple of weeks. I'm leaving to go back to the US on Sunday. I'm not looking forward to it at all. I'll be away from Liam for about 10 weeks, which is the longest we've ever had to be apart. We were thinking about seeing each other over one of the long weekend, but they are either 2 weeks after I leave or 2 weeks before I'm supposed to come back here. It doesn't really make sense and there is no reason to spend extra money. We'll just have to suck it up and make it through. It's so easy to forget about how much last year sucked! I'm hoping it will be just as easy this time around. I'll also have doctor's visits, friends, family and oh yeah, law school to keep me busy.
That said, I'm looking forward to this semester and hope I can get all of the classes I need. Coming in after a year feels truly different. I know the buildings, some professors, different offices and who gives out the best free food. I'm a bit more confident in my ability to succeed and not so scared about failing out. I'll be better at taking notes, staying organized and keeping myself from freaking out around finals. Let's hope!
Just got some news from my mom that she's thinking about coming here for a week and a half when baby's due. She's going to try and get here the weekend before Z is due and stay the following week. I told my mom to work on getting my grandmother to come over and she said my grandmom told her she was thinking about coming over for a month! Score. My mom was a NICU nurse for about 15 years and my grandmother was a maternity nurse for over 40. Talk about having the experts around. I know having family around can be stressful and having my grandmom over for that long might cause friction, but I'm just thinking about having someone I completely and totally trust showing me what I need to do.
When my uncle had his first, about 7 years ago, my aunt tells me about one night that they were at their wits end. It was 2am. Their son wouldn't stop crying. They tried everything, changed him, tried to give him a bottle, let him cry for a bit, tried to entertain him everything. The finally broke down after about 3 hours of non-stop crying and called my grandmother. They said she came over immediately, gave him a bath, swaddled him, gave him a bottle and he was sound asleep in about 20 min. To have that kind of skill in the house while I'm thousands of miles away from my family is worth the minor friction it might cause. We're also taking built in babysitter for naptime, mine and the baby's. It's also the first grandchild for my mom and great grandchild for my grandmom. I'm sure they both want to be here for that. It will sure be a bustling delivery room! Mom, grandmom, husband, me...they might have to work in shifts.
It will also be a nice vacation for my grandmother. She retired this year at 68 after over 40 years at the same hospital and 2 knee replacements. Since the unexpected death of my aunt 5 years ago, she's been taking care of my, now, 16 year old cousin and his not so responsible 22 yr old brother. There is also my grandfather to think about. It sucks how unappreciated she is at times and I'm always sure to spend as much time with her when I'm back with the family. My mom doesn't cook, so I need to learn all of her recipes or they will be lost! I look at this as a nice time away from all that. Here, even in November, it's at 85 degrees, so they can go swimming everyday or just hang out by the pool. Reading a book, doing some silk painting, having a couple of drinks with the other ladies who lunch in the compound will keep them busy. There isn't much to do and very little to do within walking distance, but I'm looking forward to having some chill time with the family before Z arrives. And if Z comes early, then there is even more time they get to spend with the baby. Win-win. I hope it works out and they can come. It would certainly make this possibly anxiety-ridden time a bit more relaxed.
Our friend is having a going away party. It's a BBQ and it's bring your own food. It isn't bring a menu item pot luck kind of thing. No food is being supplied other than potato chips and soda. We're supposed to bring our own drinks (alcoholic), meat, and anything else we might want to eat. WTF! If there had been some notice, we could have made it into a pot luck, but we were just told today. I mean I understand not wanting to spend a huge amount of money on a party, but if you don't want to spend anything or expend any effort other than getting rid of random food that might be in your cupboards then don't throw a party!
UPDATE: We went to the party. Vodka was provided and 3 bags of chips. After 3 hours they still hadn't started up the grill, so we went home and made the food here. Liam went back to the party, while I stayed at home to watch PROJECT RUNWAY!! Glad we got to say goodbye, glad I was able to eat some yummy shish kebobs in the comfort of my own home and glad that I heard Tim Gunn say "make it work."
The realization that this whole getting a job thing is getting closer and closer is scary. OCI is coming up, internship is coming to an end, starting to tap resources and people that might be able to help with the job search. Sometimes I would much rather stay at home, paint, bake, and prepare for Ziggy. Then I stay home for a week or so and go crazy. I would prefer a happy medium. I don't know if that's achievable, but we'll see. But whenever I get down, I just look at the profile sonogram picture we have and I can't help but smile!
So the firm I'm at this summer will not have an actual summer program next year. At least it's looking highly unlikely. This means that I actually have to participate in and try my best to impress at OCI. I've already sent out a bunch of resumes and cover letters to other firms not participating, but I might send a few more. I'm not that stressed about this the whole thing. My choices are limited and that is taking the pressure off. I'm going to have an 8 month old child in toe while participating in a summer program. I need to be in places with family or good friends. This puts me in about 5 places and focusing there will help this not feel overwhelming. I'm still hoping that the firm might pull something together, but having other options isn't a bad thing.
Other than that, we are no going to be going to IKEA this weekend! After our big baby store deal find, we were able to find dressers and wardrobes for all of the bedrooms, so there isn't really a need. We can find a sofa bed/daybed for the den at some point over the next 4 months. This means that we can just hang at home, go to a fancy dinner (had our first date there), get in some painting time and maybe visit some of our neighbors.
I've given up on identifying my pregnancy and non-pregnancy posts because they always seems to be a mention in there somewhere. Other heartburn, I'm pretty much symptom free. My bump is a noticeable depending on whether or not I'm standing up straight. Another incentive to keep up the good posture. Movement everyday, sometimes it's just rolls and other times I get a bunch of kicks or punches. We went for an ultrasound today and we finally got to see Z's face!! Every time I've gone for a scan the baby's head has been tucked and turned away. This time we got a great profile.
Liam was overjoyed and kept squeezing my legs during the entire scan. We got the hear the heartbeat again and made sure to say about 10 times that we didn't know the sex. We were also able to see all chambers of the heart and arteries. In other ultrasounds the spine was casting a shadow, so we didn't get the whole picture. The baby's measuring pretty long, but that's to be expected with two parents of above average height. Such a little cutie!
The rooms are painted and we found a dresser at a baby store here, Mothercare. Usually everything in the place is very expensive and we were just checking things out. And we found this little gem.
The normal retail price is $400. The store is trying to get rid of it to bring in new items. It's more of a boutique than an actual shop, so space is at a premium. It's on sale for $67. It's super plain for the type of stuff usually around here. The actual ones we're getting are a bit darker. But get this, they were selling the furniture, buy two get one free. We bought 3 of these and 3 wardrobes.
We don't know what we will do with all of them, but none of the rooms have built in closets, so these are good for guests. I can't wait for them to be delivered and assembled. I've also started doing silk paintings for the nursery. They are super easy and fun and look adorable. Once I'm finished with a couple I'll be sure to post the pictures.
I'm still trying to finalize my schedule and it's not looking good. It's looking ok, but not my ideal. Almost 6 classes and the biggest credit load I'll ever take while in school. I'm certainly trying to cram it all in, but it will help free up tons of time in later semesters. Free up time, like only have 2-3 days of class for the rest of my law school career. The classes I'm taking are ones that I'm at least peripherally interested. A lot with an international focus and a couple foundational ones, like Corps. I would like to get this zipped up, so I can start buying my books. I've checked out the prices and I definitely managed to block that out from last semester. Through my searches on Amazon, I've found my $500+ bill can be reduced to about $250. I'm all about saving money. Especially in a semester where I'm taking out loans and not working. If I weren't preggers I'd revert to Ramen, water and a run on happy hours around the city to save money. My undergrad budgeting self was a whole hell of a lot better than I appear to be in the real world. Maybe this will get me back on track.
We have come to the conclusion that we need to make this place at least a little bit less sandy colored. All of the walls are the color of the walls below. We live in the desert with sand storms, little to no vegetation and sand dunes. Yeah, haven't done much to fix that and need to before we all go insane. So this weekend we bought a sh*t ton of paint. I mean a lot, I mean 54 gallons of paint. 3 different colors and we'll make it work around the house. I sure hope we like the colors avocado, cozy retreat, and anenome on our walls.
Of course the colors look a little off in the pictures, but they look awesome in person. We wanted to go bright because everything is just so dull. We're going to go with the middle color in Z's room, the far left color in our bedroom and the blue in the guest room upstairs.
From L to R: Our bedroom color, Z's nursery, guest room
The closet room will stay blah, at Liam's urging, but I might have the painters do it when they get here. Now we just have to decide where else we want to use the colors. I really do love them! I like the coolness of the colors. Reminds me of the outdoors and being outside in general. We have a lot of black and white pictures, so it helps them pop and the room will look at lot less drab. I'm very excited to see how this will turn out.
Some of my friends want to throw one for me. My family will probably also want to have one, which is fine; they're pros at this stuff. Most of my friend's are in grad school/just out of grad school. There is also a limited amount of stuff I can bring with me when I leave. Do I actually register or let people buy me whatever? Baby stuff is expensive and I feel bad asking people to buy things for me. All of this was avoided because I wasn't in the US. A card with some cash or something small like a cutting board was all we asked for. I didn't have a bridal shower. What should I let them do? I don't want anyone to go overboard, spend too much or feel obligated to do much. A potluck at a friend's house is fine by me. Since no one else in my group of friends is anywhere near getting married let alone having a baby, we're all kind of feeling around in the dark with this one. How much am I expected to do to help plan it? What's the standard program? If I think people might start butting heads over planning should I just ask for gifts? Or just tell the friends no thanks and go with the family one?