33 weeks

this weekend we moved all our stuff to a 2-bedroom apartment in the same building. poor Ben did most of the heavy lifting (i had to force myself not to work too hard...) with some help from our friend Chris, and by the end of the weekend we were sort of settled in and had most of our stuff organized. we still have to hang pictures and shelves, which we'll probably do at the end of the month after getting some extra furniture from ikea (always wanted to have one of these book cases - now we have room for it!)

the new apartment is on the south-east corner of the building, and the living room faces the lake, which is very nice. i'll still miss the old view though.

moving is hard, especially when you're in the 8th month!!! it seems to have been a lot easier last time we moved. but now we're happy that it's all done and that we're all moved, and can lay back and relax for a little bit.. that is, in these precious moments that the little person inside me decides to give me a break and not kick me around.
i'm so pregnant.

everybody's at home

at last!
ben is back from his meetings at Stanford and Berkeley, and this marks the last time anyone is allowed to travel. i'm grounded to a 2-hour radius from chicago (doctor's orders!) and ben, well, i grounded him :D he's not going anywhere!
the scroogim are grounded because they must have done something to deserve being grounded (here's me, practicing mom skills).
it feels good to be home - even though it's only for a few more days, before we move to our new, larger home.
i bet the baby feels the same way. i think she's running out of space in there, and to demonstrate that, she keeps pushing and turning and kicking. especially when i'm sitting in the car (or at a boring seminar).
we gained 2 lbs (about 1kg) over the last month, and the last two doctor visits the baby was standing on her head. the doctors said she will probably stay that way - head down, feet up - until the delivery (i.e., until she moves to a bigger home!).
i sometimes feel sorry for her, because really, who wants to live in such a tight space? no wonder she tries to stretch it out all the time. and it's not like she never knew any better, she did have more space earlier on, and could move around and swim and flip and what not. and gradually her home is shrinking on her. maybe that's why babies decide to come out at some point.

i'm feeling ok, my knee is almost 100% - ben commented today that i'm walking really fast. i'm just so tired all the time... i think a cup of coffee will do me good, but don't want to get all addicted again.

fishing for ideas

i got a couple of skeins of this beautiful, soft yarn from Sandy, and i need ideas for a project. this yarn is really really nice, so i want to make something that will be used for longer than it takes a baby to grow out of a sweater :)

any ideas for projects/patterns?

(needless to say that it's for the baby... also, i can get more yarn of the same brand, so it can be a larger project)

see the new post below - Paris III

afternoon nap

sometime last weekend...

32 weeks

(3/3/09)

(see all the belly pics here)

belly shelf

black scrooge decided that it's a good idea to just sit on my belly, between me and my laptop (he used to have enough space to sit on my lap, but now there's a big belly filling up all that space). of course it makes it kinda hard to see what i type.. :S


(luckily, black scrooge is much lighter and gentler than gray scrooge. gray isn't welcomed to step on the little one)