28 May 2009
do you think those cheeks need pinching too?
27 May 2009
I've been having a really hard time recently (thankfully, all that's over with) and anything that made me happy I clung to with everything I had. This song was one of those happy things (I had it on repeat in my car and I can't tell you how many times it played). Rob and I never officially chose a song as "our song," but I think if we did it'd be this. It was originally sung by Frank and Nancy Sinatra, but I just love this version: I think Robbie Williams and Nicole Kidman should sing together more often. I just love her harmony and the way she say stupid (something I only picked up on because of the number of times I listened to it).
and a side note: I would've posted the music video instead of this boring thing, but seeing as how it is Robbie Williams, the video is a little risque for a family blog. I guess when you're as good as he is, you can do anything you want (and he does).
26 May 2009
17 May 2009
But I'm kind of glad I don't have a baby. Sad, yes, but the idea of having an infant right now is kind of foreign. I know a big part of it is the fact that I was no longer pregnant so there was no point in getting myself ready for a baby (the beauty of nine months: you get a little bit of time to brace yourself), but at the same time it's not our time yet. I think we're definitely getting closer, but we're not quite there yet.
And, of course, there's always the fear and worry that we might not be able to have any more (my track record isn't great when it comes to this baby stuff: I had to have a medical intervention with Max and then had a miscarriage), but then I reprimand myself because I had just one miscarriage and that's perfectly normal and doesn't mean a thing and pre-eclempsia has no rhyme or reason to it and I may never have it again.
But the funny thing is Nicola is close. I feel him here with me at random times, usually when I least expect it but really need it. I don't know if I'll ever get to meet him in this life (I really hope I can) or if I'll have to wait until the next, but for now this is enough. And despite the fact my arms ache to hold my own precious newborn again, I'm content to wait (for now).
So here's to the hope of getting pregnant again. And having it stick.
14 May 2009
You have no idea how hard it was to put up that picture. Anyway, so I had to wear a patch after getting my eye flushed to keep it from getting irritated again. Which was great, because the pain went away (it got bad because of that stupid dust), but AWFUL because I was wearing a patch. Now, wearing a patch is not so fun because you look weird (Max actually kept trying to pull it off my face when he got home: I had to tell him "ouch" and "owie" before he finally got that it was like a band-aid so instead of trying to take it off he's point at it and say "ow") but it causes headaches and nausea because it throws your equilibrium off. And man, was I nauseous. BUT, happy day! Today when I woke up I had GINORMOUS eye boogers, but my eye doesn't hurt and I can see! So I'm hoping this means I don't have to wear a patch today. Oh, and I'm going to have to clean the rest of the house with Max's help (read: he goes behind me and makes messes of what I just cleaned up). But at least I had a break from him so I'm ok now. And I am glad that at least I didn't have to deal with him while I couldn't see, I'd just hoped for pain-free get-a-lot-done child-free day.
And Whitney, I hope you appreciate this picture. You are Superwoman to me for wearing these as much as you had to. If I hadn't been in so much pain, there would be no way, no how.
05 May 2009
I first met Suzanne when she was a grad student in the Interior Architecture Department at UNCG (I was just a lowly undergrad), and then she was hired on as a professor once she finished her degree. So she was one of my professors (and was FABULOUS at that too) last summer for my thesis. Well, the department just had a trip to Falling Water last month or so and I complained to Suzanne about them waiting until after I had graduated to finally plan a trip I would be interested in (the ones while I was in school were either too expensive or to places I'd already been a thousand times like Richmond or Baltimore). So she got me a little book from there that is full of PICTURES! Up until I got it, I'd only seen a couple of pictures of it, so to see the interior in a lot more depth is fantastic. Of course, it only makes me want to see it even more than before, so I think maybe a trip up there in the fall is in the works...
She wrote me a sweet note on the back of a print of one of her incredible drawings. Every time I see her work I'm inspired to start sketching again... And how cute is her business card?
Lastly, she sent me one of her sketches. It was the last thing I pulled out (after I'd fawned over the little book) and took me completely by surprise. And I, of course, cry every time I look at it. It's a drawing she did during the Loewenstein exhibit weekend, a moment I had forgotten about completely. For those of you who don't know, it was a TOUGH semester. I had a really hard time trying to balance everything in my life because there was so much work involved planning and executing this exhibit. But the one absolutely fabulous thing about it was how close the class got. This drawing is of Suzanne's husband Edgar holding Max during one of the presentations that weekend: Max was our class "mascot," he was just as much a part of the whole experience because he was there for a lot of it. It embodies what I miss most about school: my iarc family.