Thursday, February 18, 2016

Jogging today

I finally got to go jogging again, and my pace was an abysmal 7:11 per kilometer. Previously, I averaged around 5:45 per kilometer, shorter in 5ks (competition yah know). I feel kind of pathetic.

Of course, I've barely jogged for the past three months, I'm fighting a cold, and I'm six months pregnant.

Excuses.

I am woman, hear me roar.


Monday, February 15, 2016

Heartburn

Pregnancy comes with a host of symptoms. I actually made someone in small group squeamish by describing the sensation after I use the restroom. Basically, it feels that my bladder is supporting all my internal organs, complete with the one holding the one-pound baby, and when my bladder goes down, all the organs sink back into my pelvis, which is a bit smaller than their previous location, and they have to squish and it uncomfortable.

She did not seem to appreciate my attention to detail.

As the prenatal yoga person on the Daily Burn website said, we will be giving birth and pregnancy is no time to be recalcitrant about words for things!

But it seems like everything is a symptom of pregnancy. There are nice charts in my various books that tell you what symptoms you should watch for, what symptoms you should call the doctor during office hours, and what symptoms you should call right away for. All good to remember.

Heartburn, however, is a standard one. If I called the office, they would tell me something like, "That's perfectly normal, totally to be expected. Hormones make the barrier between your esophagus and stomach relax, which allows some of the contents of your stomach to leak through. You could try and avoid it by managing your weight gain, avoiding foods more likely to give you heartburn, and drinking milk. You could also use Tums or Rolaids, calcium-based antacids, just no sodium-based antacids."

When you have the Internet, who needs a doctor? Of course the Internet is notorious for telling you that your symptoms could mean you're dying, and doctors seem to lean the other direction in that "it was probably nothing. Let me know if it happens again."

So yeah, heartburn. Part and parcel, who cares as long as I manage it and don't let it bother me?

Well, I only care because of something I read in What to Expect When You're Expecting: Heartburn Today, Hair Tomorrow? Feeling the burn bad? You may want to stock up on baby shampoo. New research has actually backed up what old wives have maintained for generations: The more heartburn you have during pregnancy, the more likely your baby will be born with a full head of hair. Implausible as it sounds, seems the hormones responsible for heartburn are the same ones that cause fetal hair to sprout. So pass the Tums, and the detangler.

Still don't understand why I care? Have you never seen a baby born with a full head of hair? Squeeee!

Friday, February 12, 2016

That slight elation

I have had a brief brush with fame.

Oh, I don't mean this one.


If you watch, you can see the back of my head. Apparently it is recognizable enough that I've had several people be like, "I saw you in that Chamber of Commerce video! At least, I think it was you..."

Yes, it was me. Yes, I knew they were filming. I gave them permission to film the back of my head while I ordered a salad from Cafe Diem. They had some cool-looking gear and I asked them about it.

Anyway, that's not what I was talking about.

I follow some libertarian bloggers, one of whom I really enjoy reading who calls himself (or herself?) Bionic Mosquito. I like his stuff because he is a thin-libertarian who very much enjoys debating, analyzing, reading about, and applying libertarian principles.

Libertarian principles, at their very least (thinnest), involve three rights and one principle. Most people just list the principle, but I believe the rights are implied if not usually directly included in said principle.

You have the right to your life, to your freedom, to your property. The principle is called the Non-Aggression Principle (NAP), which is that you (and everyone else) must not aggress against anyone else's aforementioned rights. And thus we obtain peaceful anarchy where every man rules his own frontier and respects his neighbor.

Except that we are human. And we are aggressive. And therefore a lot of libertarian theorists talk a lot about how our peaceful anarchy would be maintained. I tend to find this stuff fascinating, but I'm always secretly scared that I'll encounter something that makes me believe that I just can't be all on board for libertarianism. So far, I've stuck to the our-system-sucks-currently-so-freedom-would-be-better-even-with-problems position.

Anyway, Bionic was talking about his theories around governance, the social glue that would help maintain our society. It isn't part of libertarianism exactly, as libertarianism is ONLY a political philosophy. It isn't meant to be religion or charity or family. Freedom means you provide your own rules for your own way of living. And so, governance. Someone in his comment section of a post asked what he meant by governance, and Bionic responded with several examples, but I didn't feel really a definition, which could have been what the commenter was asking for. I understand Bionic's arguments decently well by then, so I attempted to distill it in the comment section in form of a definition.

And then I was reading through another post one day.

Look at the conclusion. Bionic quoted me. He's been thinking about, reading, and discussing things with people like Walter Block, big name libertarian theorists, and he quoted me.

I am ashamed of my grammatical errors. Aside from the "e" he added to "wherein," I noticed I didn't put a period after "etc."

But he said "something exactly like that" to my summary of his idea.

I admit it. I got little thrills. Showed David. Sent it to my dad.

I'm such a nerd.

Tuesday, February 9, 2016

My reclamation

I'm sure it's all very well and good to have relatives interested in your well-being. Relatives who continually speak the truth to you, on a daily basis, calling to mind scripture to send you through the day, reminding you of God's word.

However, I wish these relatives wouldn't get up so early.

David's father and sister both send out Bible verses via text. I'm not sure of the frequency because his phone buzzing doesn't always wake me up, but there have been times, one recently, where I was almost able to get back to sleep... and then another buzz.

From A Christmas Carol by Charles Dickens:
[Scrooge] then made bold to inquire what business brought [the Spirit] there.
``Your welfare!'' said the Ghost.
Scrooge expressed himself much obliged, but could not help thinking that a night of unbroken rest would have been more conducive to that end. The Spirit must have heard him thinking, for it said immediately:
``Your reclamation, then. Take heed!''

That's how the argument goes in my head anyway. "But I want to sleep. But it's Bible verses. CAN I REALLY BE MAD AT BIBLE VERSES?" At five-something in the morning, apparently I can.

"Can't you put your phone on silent?" I ask. No, he needs to hear in case of emergency. "How about just your Dad and Emily?" I respond, grumpy. No, they're included in said emergency communication.

"Why on earth do they get up so EARLY?"

I think David usually stops listening to me by then.

Anyway, if there was an emergency and someone was calling him, there'd be a good chance he wouldn't hear it and I'd be the one kicking him so he'd make it stop.

Tuesday, January 26, 2016

New Year's Resolutions, or lack thereof.

So nobody asked me what my New Year's Resolutions were, so I actually had to volunteer my joke to people. What, do I have no friends at all? Do you not care for my self-improvement?

I would have just answered that my life was going to change enough without me making any resolutions.

And, let's see how I did with last year's:

-Floss
I flossed more. An increase over zero is more. However, this wasn't a very large increase. They could still tell I didn't floss at the dentist. My step-brother-in-law(in-law) recommended flossing like a week in advance of the appointment, and then flossing a few days before the appointment. He says that acclimates the gums and they always compliment him on his flossing at the dentist. His wife shot him a dirty look.

-Beef up
Nope. I didn't. I didn't go downhill, but there was no noticeable gain in muscle mass.

-Find my fulfillment in God
Not enough.

-Become a stagehand
Actually got this one. I think I got like a .10 raise. It's just a title based on time employed. I haven't been there for a while cause my other job pays more and is more fun. And more consistent.

-Get curtains for my bedroom
Check. Mom was going to help me make them. Then she made them. Double-score.

-Learn Krav Maga
No, and I totally blame Aaron! I'm like, "I want to learn Krav Maga, I found a place that teaches it, I have those nights free this month, let's do it!" He's like, "Oh, we need to wait for this, and wait for this," and in the end, we didn't go. I shouldn't have waited for him, because I'm pretty sure Krav Maga is one of those things that they don't let you do while pregnant.

-Read 100 books
Just barely. There were definitely a few children's books involved and several late-year trips to the library. But hey, now that's market research, right?

This year, the plan is for all members of my family to survive.

She shall be a Jedi, like her mother before her...

See the tiny lightsaber in her hand? David did that. Jedi I may be, photoshop wizard I am not.
In case you want proof that *I* am the Jedi of the family:


Yeah fine, so that's an old photo. I'll get to it. I feel like I need to get a Jedi robe just to have on hand. Maybe a lightsaber too.

I put the baby picture, with the title as a caption, on Facebook. As of around twelve hours later (mostly nighttime hours at that), it has gotten 74 likes and 24 comments. And what's nagging me is that I don't know if people just saw the ultrasound picture and said "congrats!" or if they actually saw the lightsaber and connected it to the caption... I'm in torment. I'M NOT JUST POSTING RANDOM ULTRASOUND PICTURES HERE! It's PURPOSEFUL. It's a joke.

Ah well.

This is partially why I have not posted anything on my blog for... well, however long it's been. Close to five months. It was not "Facebook Official" and so I wasn't going to put anything on my blog. And since I pretty much cannot think of anything else and have not been thinking of anything else for the past five months, there hasn't been much to write. I have probably lost my three readers.

Cue plan for turning blog into a somehow financially viable "mommy blog" somewhere in the future.

I thought about having a different blog for child-related things, but I feel that child-related and my-life will tend to overlap immensely and at least one of those will get abandoned.

So, to wrap things up:

Yes, she's a girl. As far as the ultrasound tech can tell, and she was completely confident and has been doing this sort of thing for eight years. Yes, I'm perfectly happy having a girl.

We're thinking Genevieve Rose for a name. It's not set in stone. Feel free to recommend something else. In the meantime, know who I'm talking about when I mention "Ginny."

I'm feeling fine. For the times I'm not feeling fine, you probably actually don't want to know.

I'm due June 10th. June's a good month for birthdays. I should know.

I am excited, expectant, and scared all at the same time.

No, I'm not giving her dreadlocks.

As far as the ultrasound went, everything checked out great. Ginny is right on track and looks completely healthy. And really, that's the best news.

Wednesday, October 7, 2015

My sincere apologies

I'm sorry. I'm bad at updating.

I was thinking about doing a post on 5Ks, but I haven't gotten around to it yet. Or maybe my job where I actually do things.

But I'm not feeling particularly eloquent at this juncture, so I will make a brief comment on Star Wars.

On the new Star Wars movie coming out in December.

I purchased a Star Wars t-shirt for the occasion.

First off, I discovered the girl in the beige outfit that I thought was Jedi-like was not, in fact, a Jedi. Bummer. I was kind of hoping for a female Jedi lead. No, the Jedi-force-dude is actually the stormtrooper guy.

But fine, whatever.

BUT, I also saw that Leia's last name is billed as Leia Organa. And you know, Han Solo is still running around in the Millennium Falcon with his bro Chewbacca. Is he still living the bachelor life? Are they not married? ARE HIM AND LEIA NOT TOGETHER?

I was willing to give you the benefit of the doubt on these movies, JJ Abrams, but so help me if you ruin the Han Solo + Princess Leia happily ever after.