About that soapbox...

(This is Kati)

I'd like to say that, while I agree with *what* Chris says, I don't agree with *how* he says it. So please don't throw me up on that soapbox with Chris. I don't want to preach.

And please don't be offended by Chris... he's not a jerk, he's passionate!

On to other things...
Chris and I went to the OB today to get blood drawn, at the request of our midwives. Our appointment was at 1:15pm. I was just about to go to the bathroom when I remembered I'd have to pee in a cup, so I decided to wait. We sat in the lobby until 2:05pm, at which time I went to ask if this was normal. "Oh, she sometimes runs behind" they say. Fine. A half an hour later, Chris asks what is going on, and can we be seen soon, because he has to work tonight, and we'll be late if this takes much longer. We finally are called in at 2:45pm. In case you're not keeping track, that's AN HOUR AN A HALF WAIT (I was starving *and* I held it that long!). Is this what it's like to see an OB?! Our MWs were running late once... they offered to put in a video of a birth, and we watched it on a comfortable couch (not a sick person in sight) while we waited. I'm glad we've been getting quality health care... of course, there are many more advantages to having the MWs we do.

In case you're wondering, the bloodwork came back perfect. The numbers are where they should be.

TYPO

In that September edition of a "holiday" letter that you probably got, it said that we got married in 2005. Haha... no.

In case you were wondering, it was 2002.

"And s/he shall be called Pu*pae..."

Since we're going to be referring to the baby as Pu*pae from this point till birth (and maybe longer), I suppose it would be good to tell the story now...

We decided, as you've read, that we want to be surprised about the baby's sex. So, early in the pregnancy, we talked about what to call the baby instead of saying "it" or "baby." Mind you, this conversation happened at 3ish in the morning, and we were both deliriously tired and slap-happy... I was in my first trimester, and not feeling too hot, so I jokingly suggested "Poo-pay," since that's how the baby was making me feel. We laughed hysterically at how funny it would be to tell people that was our baby's nickname. To be honest, we never made it past that name. For some reason it seemed like the right name for the babe. Chris came up with the great spelling. And so Pu*pae was "born."

This would be a good time to also tell you what we plan on naming Pu*pae when s/he is born...
Boy: Oliver Marley
Girl: Amelie Salome (as in shalom, Peace)

*** WARNING*** The following post contains an extremely opionated view, it's not my intent to offend anyone, so if the following offends you this is an advance apology. But I still feel the way I do. Hello, Chris here. I also think blogs are stupid. Even the name "blog" is stupid. I do agree, reluctantly, this is a great way to keep others up to date on our new baby and our lives with Pu*Pae. It's also a great way to show off our baby to the whole world. Even though an teeny tiny portion of the world will ever look at this blog it serves it's purpose. So, what next? Oh yeah, We aren't even close to being ready to have a baby, there is so much still left to do. Fortunately the nursery doesn't have to be done anytime soon since we'll be doing a " family " bed. That takes a lot of stress off of me since I've got big plans for the nursery. I've been in the process of building a built -in closet for a long time. The cutting of the wood alone took 6.5 hours and I have no idea how long it will take me to finish it. Hopefully before the baby is 1 :) I also ripped out all the wood trim in the room. We scored 70 feet of nice oak moulding off of free market or craigs list. I don't remember which, but it's alot nicer than the thin pine poop brown wood that was everywhere in the room. I also have to finish the pedestal bed that we got for free (of course) from a free website. It's an old waterbed pedestal with drawers and doors on it. Once again, it was poop brown and needed alot of work including new rails for the drawers to slide on. It's been an exercise in patience getting the new rails in so the drawers will slide smoothly. Are you bored yet? Good, I've got alot more to spew. Next we are cloth diapering, and everything we've read says the baby will go through 10-12 diapers a day. We have 3 :) That's o.k. though, going up and down the stairs 7 times a day will be great exercise. We have no idea if Pu*pae will be a boy or a girl, we didn't have an ultrasound because 1. it's not necessary 2. Most importantly, IT'S NOT GOOD FOR THE BABY!!!!!!!!!!!. This blog thing is actually kinda cool, it allows me to get om my soapbox and spout about anything I want to without any retort to my ramblings:) . But seriously, everyone thinks ultrasounds are no big deal. I wish that there was the equivalent of that test that we could administer to adults. Think about it this way. Sound is greatly amplified underwater and a babys ears are so small and sensitive that it makes complete sense to me that the high frequencies that are used to bounce off the baby to produce the image you see ARE NOT HELPFUL TO THE BABY!!! Just wait and see what you're baby is! You don't need to know what color to make the nursery or what color clothes to buy. How superficial is that? That only serves the purpose of letting people know what to purchase. And that's exactly what we don't need more of, just trust in God that you're baby will be what God wants it to be. We have no control over what sex the baby will be. And if there were a way to chose the sex of your baby I would strongly advise against it. You get what the Good Lord wants you to have END OF STORY.

Grrrrrrrr.....

This is Kati. I am SO angry. I can't change the links for the life of me. Apparently, the html is done just right, and yet... the links are still saying "edit me". This is so frustrating. Please enlighten me.

Introduction

Kati here.

I swore I would never blog. I thought blogs were stupid. I (we?) tend to resist the newest technology for some reason (no, we still don't have a family website, cell phone, IPOD, Palm Pilot, yadda, yadda...). We're lucky to have a digital camera. Then I sheepishly admitted this would be the perfect format for keeping up with family and friends. Or at least, for keeping people up with us. I could be lazy and post pics and updates in one place instead of writing a bajillion emails or letters, or (gasp) calling anyone on the phone! So... I created this blog in honor of the baby that we will be meeting shortly, who we affectionately call "Pu*Pae," pronounced poo-pay (a story best left for another post). Of course, I'm sure you will be hearing enough about Chris and I as well... but it's worth putting up with to get to the good stuff about the baby, right? I thought so.

So, Welcome to our blog. I hope it's as fun for you to read as it is for us to write.