Wednesday, 9 June 2010
This was the first week of my third trimester, and I'm officially in shit-or-get-off-the-pot mode. As in, I want things done now. As in I'm driving my very patient husband crazy. The ceiling fan? I want it installed. I want these shelves removed. I want to rearrange furniture in the baby's room again. Poor pook. Poor everyone. Lamb has started to joke that I'm running a sweatshop with Marmousch as my lone employee to get knitting and sewing projects done and she's only half kidding. There is a huge push to get things done and ready. I guess this is nesting.
But by far the greatest thing from this week was the sudden shift I felt in bunny's movements. Not so quick and jerky anymore, they've become more slow and deliberate with lots of...stretching, it feels like. Starting Wednesday there was a hand just hanging out near my belly button (or where it used to be, anyway). I could feel it right below the skin. I was going up to people at work saying come feel the hand that's in my belly! I mean here I am, playing pat-a-cake with my kidley, pushing on this hand as if it's my own personal stress ball. And getting pushed back!
How amazing is this?
The food I fed.
fried zucchini blossoms
arancini di riso
roast chicken with dates and farro
strawberry and vanilla birthday cake
and that was just my birthday dinner... Thank you Marmousch (+ Steve for cake)
chocolate-and-cheesecake birthday cake (thank you co-workers)
California and crab rolls (thank you Kat and Tim for celebrating with us)