so tomorrow zabelle will be brought into the world. I'm excited to finally meet her. It's been another fantastic pregnancy and i consider myself blessed. Sure, the morning sickness at first was terrible, but afrer that it was smooth sailing. I hardly felt out of sorts at all until this past weekend; then i felt huge and wadddling and eager to rest often, despite being compelled to get it alll done. Just all of it.
Im grateful for doing so well. It allowed me to carry nissa from bed each morning and go to yoga on saturdays. It afforded me time to get the house ready so adam can focus on the girls while we are in the hospital. It let me get things ready at work, right up to the day before. I even got to grow a cute, round belly this time.
Something i hope to remember is how nissa left for school in the morning these last few weeks. After We decided on zabelle's name, nissa would say good bye to me, the wisper good bye to zabelle (to my belly). It was the sweetest thing. This morning, she said she couldnt wait to meet her tomorrow.
Which makes the current hospital rule of no visitors under 18 very beartbreaking. The flu season is rough this year, so the state isnt taking any chances. Grrr. Nissa said it wasn't fair that she could visit ani when she was born, but ani cant visit zabelle. I agree and again i impressed by her heart. How did i get so lucky?
Tuesday, January 31, 2017
Tuesday, January 17, 2017
getting ready
so, baby #3 is due to arrive 2/1/17. Her original due date was 1/31, which was moved back to 1/28 after here 20 week ultrasound, but now surgery is scheduled for 9:30 am on 2/1. i'm excited.
this weekend was filled with efforts for getting ready for her arrival. washing clothes and other items, reorganizing the girls' room to make room for the crib, cleaning our room to make room for the bassinet, throwing out junk from the attic.
while folding the little newborn-sized onesies, once again it strikes me just how tiny this little newcomer will be. sure, we've done this twice before (as adam was quick to remind me), but it's so tiny!!! at least i'm not breaking down in tears as i realize this, as i did when i prepared for nissa's arrival. gimme a little credit.
i'm so proud of us all working together to get ready. the girls are so good with helping with laundry, i'm really impressed - and they work together with minimal bickering. adam was amazingly thorough when cleaning our room, it looks quite respectable in there right now. i loved how excited the girls were to witness what i worked on in their room, despite my constant requests to get out of the way. we switched the ladder on their bunk bed and rearranged the shelves in their closet to move their clothes off the shelves and out of the dresser. just have to cut another shelf and find some brackets to complete the project! well, that and rearrange some furniture, toss the shelves, and bring down the crib.
while i was working in the closet, ani commented to nissa, "mommy's tummy is big!" it's always interesting when ani decides to notice something. she is often in her own world and is quite the opposite of the hyper-vigilant observer that nissa is. but yes, it is big. and i love it. i won't be sad to see it go, but it's kinda fun while it's here.
deciding on a name for girl #3 was a challenge, since we were all rooting for a boy (and that name has been ready for the last 9 years!). but, on the way home from thanksgiving, we stumbled upon the combination that we believe works best: Zabelle Valeria. zabelle after great grandma margaret (her Armenian name), annette's mother and Valeria after great grandma valeria, armin's mother. it can be a bit of a mouthful, and almost impossible to decipher when ani rattles it off (as she is fond to do for anyone who will listen), but a beautiful name for a beautiful little addition to our family.
this weekend was filled with efforts for getting ready for her arrival. washing clothes and other items, reorganizing the girls' room to make room for the crib, cleaning our room to make room for the bassinet, throwing out junk from the attic.
while folding the little newborn-sized onesies, once again it strikes me just how tiny this little newcomer will be. sure, we've done this twice before (as adam was quick to remind me), but it's so tiny!!! at least i'm not breaking down in tears as i realize this, as i did when i prepared for nissa's arrival. gimme a little credit.
i'm so proud of us all working together to get ready. the girls are so good with helping with laundry, i'm really impressed - and they work together with minimal bickering. adam was amazingly thorough when cleaning our room, it looks quite respectable in there right now. i loved how excited the girls were to witness what i worked on in their room, despite my constant requests to get out of the way. we switched the ladder on their bunk bed and rearranged the shelves in their closet to move their clothes off the shelves and out of the dresser. just have to cut another shelf and find some brackets to complete the project! well, that and rearrange some furniture, toss the shelves, and bring down the crib.
while i was working in the closet, ani commented to nissa, "mommy's tummy is big!" it's always interesting when ani decides to notice something. she is often in her own world and is quite the opposite of the hyper-vigilant observer that nissa is. but yes, it is big. and i love it. i won't be sad to see it go, but it's kinda fun while it's here.
deciding on a name for girl #3 was a challenge, since we were all rooting for a boy (and that name has been ready for the last 9 years!). but, on the way home from thanksgiving, we stumbled upon the combination that we believe works best: Zabelle Valeria. zabelle after great grandma margaret (her Armenian name), annette's mother and Valeria after great grandma valeria, armin's mother. it can be a bit of a mouthful, and almost impossible to decipher when ani rattles it off (as she is fond to do for anyone who will listen), but a beautiful name for a beautiful little addition to our family.
Wednesday, January 11, 2017
morbid math
on our way to school today, there were several stories on the radio about the passing of Clare Hollingworth (http://www.npr.org/sections/thetwo-way/2017/01/10/509125437/reporter-who-broke-the-story-of-start-of-wwii-dies-at-105), the famed trail-blazer female reporter.
the fact that she lived to 105 caught the attention of nissa, and she commented that she lived longer than grandma margaret, who only lived to 94 (ok, almost 94, about two months shy).
so what do i do? i ask her how much longer ms. hollingworth lived than grandma margaret. she correctly answers 11.
on one hand, i'm glad we can speak so freely about the wonderful woman who left us, grandma margaret. on the other hand, it seems weird to discuss her life in the context of a math problem.
the fact that she lived to 105 caught the attention of nissa, and she commented that she lived longer than grandma margaret, who only lived to 94 (ok, almost 94, about two months shy).
so what do i do? i ask her how much longer ms. hollingworth lived than grandma margaret. she correctly answers 11.
on one hand, i'm glad we can speak so freely about the wonderful woman who left us, grandma margaret. on the other hand, it seems weird to discuss her life in the context of a math problem.
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