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05 December 2009 @ 12:53 pm
03 December 2009 @ 11:04 am
have some new belly pictures for you all but as the backlight on my laptop has blown i cannot see to import them. so you shall have to wait until a) that light is fixed, or b) i give up waiting and mess around trying to upload them to jims laptop instead. i can upload them on his laptop no problem, but i dont think i can crop out my butt on his laptop, which is becoming more and more important as pregnancy buffer-the-baby fat settles into other alarming and indeed useless-baby-buffering places.
on the sea monkey front: i don't think i've felt it move on its own, but if i lay on my back and push my fingers gently into my uterus and leave them there, i can feel it shifting out of the way. if i push on it, tap or otherwise annoy it and then put a little bit of pressure on it, i can feel it wriggle. then i feel a little guilty. without the slight pressure i cant feel it yet though.
or i think i can feel it, but not being an OB i could be wrong. but ive done it so many times that i am becoming convinced what i am feeling is a squirming fetus, but still i am not going to say 'yes i just got kicked in the bladder' without being totally certain. the other thing is that i may have already felt it move on its own but its hard to say as its also right over my small intestine, so it could also be an intestine gurgle. i am not certain yet.
plus my new thing is i am slowly managing to convince myself that by poking it i have somehow killed it, so when i do feel something i remind myself that its probably my intestines because probably sea monkey has been poked to death. jim takes the time to remind me i am the most utterly ridiculous creature on the face of the planet, and that the ultrasound tech shook it around pretty hard to get it to flip over and it was just fine. annoyed, but fully-functioning.
the internet says that sea monkey is between 4-6 inches long (differnt pages say different things,) and its ears, eyes and nose have finally moved to the right places on its face. it can now sense light (if i shined a bright flashlight at my stomach it would 'see' it,) even though its eyelids are still fused shut. also it is filling out and building itself a nice buffer-the-baby layer of fat (so i dont see why my butt has to) and its central nervous system has nearly hooked up all its wires so sea monkey can touch and feel and have the sensation of touching and feeling get back to its brain. its due to start exploring or has already started exploring this nice womb environment, play with the cord, touch the walls, touch its face and just generally touching everything. I also read a fancy doctor fetal psychology paper that said that after about week 13-14, a fetus has all the right connections in its brain that are required for humans to develop the very beginnings of a conscious awareness. this baby may have started to have some very preliminary thinkings going on, which makes me wonder what its got to ponder about in there. also, now it has bones! all cartilage is hardening up.
also jim made some pretty good squealy noises and i got a big hug when i told him that soon the sea monkey will be able to hear him.
on the sea monkey front: i don't think i've felt it move on its own, but if i lay on my back and push my fingers gently into my uterus and leave them there, i can feel it shifting out of the way. if i push on it, tap or otherwise annoy it and then put a little bit of pressure on it, i can feel it wriggle. then i feel a little guilty. without the slight pressure i cant feel it yet though.
or i think i can feel it, but not being an OB i could be wrong. but ive done it so many times that i am becoming convinced what i am feeling is a squirming fetus, but still i am not going to say 'yes i just got kicked in the bladder' without being totally certain. the other thing is that i may have already felt it move on its own but its hard to say as its also right over my small intestine, so it could also be an intestine gurgle. i am not certain yet.
plus my new thing is i am slowly managing to convince myself that by poking it i have somehow killed it, so when i do feel something i remind myself that its probably my intestines because probably sea monkey has been poked to death. jim takes the time to remind me i am the most utterly ridiculous creature on the face of the planet, and that the ultrasound tech shook it around pretty hard to get it to flip over and it was just fine. annoyed, but fully-functioning.
the internet says that sea monkey is between 4-6 inches long (differnt pages say different things,) and its ears, eyes and nose have finally moved to the right places on its face. it can now sense light (if i shined a bright flashlight at my stomach it would 'see' it,) even though its eyelids are still fused shut. also it is filling out and building itself a nice buffer-the-baby layer of fat (so i dont see why my butt has to) and its central nervous system has nearly hooked up all its wires so sea monkey can touch and feel and have the sensation of touching and feeling get back to its brain. its due to start exploring or has already started exploring this nice womb environment, play with the cord, touch the walls, touch its face and just generally touching everything. I also read a fancy doctor fetal psychology paper that said that after about week 13-14, a fetus has all the right connections in its brain that are required for humans to develop the very beginnings of a conscious awareness. this baby may have started to have some very preliminary thinkings going on, which makes me wonder what its got to ponder about in there. also, now it has bones! all cartilage is hardening up.
also jim made some pretty good squealy noises and i got a big hug when i told him that soon the sea monkey will be able to hear him.
30 November 2009 @ 08:32 am
"Thank you for sponsoring a child through Children International. Today you began making a difference in a needy child's life!
We have received and are processing your request to sponsor a child. In a week to ten days you will receive your sponsored child's photo and family history, as well as complete information about your sponsorship.
Sponsored Child: Jordy Yasmani
Child ID: 1123259
Country: Ecuador"
there are pages and pages and pages of children. i am slightly annoyed by this system, where you can pick a child based on a bias. i expect this means that some kids have their photos up their longer than others. who am i to say "this childs community needs more help than this childs," and how can i possibly choose one over the hundreds of others.
we went on the basis that probably they younger kids are more likely to be picked becuase they are small and cute (and judging by the numbers of pages that were available in each age-range this may have been true,) like how tiny kittens leave the shelters like hotcakes but the older ones hang around for months and months, and picked an older age bracket. then we looked for single mother or father families with lots of kids and low income.
we did notice that the website seemed to be structured with the lowest incomes at the beginning of the page, we figured because the organization feels that these kids are more needy
jordys family has 4 kids with a single mother and she makes $80 a month. he was one of the lowest of the low.
how sponsorship works - you give the organization a small chunk of money each month and they pool it with thousands of other sponsor families money and then they use these funds to work with the community those sponsored kids are in. they build schools, wells, bring in doctors, teach them life skills and farming skills, get them dental care, clothing, shoes, supplies and anything else that the community needs (this organization in particular doesn't give a damn about building them churches, which is why we stuck with it and put hours of research into where the money goes - theres an alarming amount of money going in to building churches and teaching gospel in other sponsor child charities. which i dont have a specific problem with in all cases, but feel that maybe there are more pressing places to put those funds first). the organization works with the community for about a decade and then one they have them at a sustainable level, they move on to another community. and since people in communities tend to be parallel in some ways, the likelyhood that jordy's neighbours are in a similar situation as his and his mothers is probably pretty good.
you do not give the money directly to the family. that would be kinda stupid and probably not work out very well in the long run. there were a few critiques out there that we found that were annoyed to learn that this was not the case. but that just doesn't make sense as a long-term plan, and im glad that organizations dont just fork over money to each family individually.
We have received and are processing your request to sponsor a child. In a week to ten days you will receive your sponsored child's photo and family history, as well as complete information about your sponsorship.
Sponsored Child: Jordy Yasmani
Child ID: 1123259
Country: Ecuador"
there are pages and pages and pages of children. i am slightly annoyed by this system, where you can pick a child based on a bias. i expect this means that some kids have their photos up their longer than others. who am i to say "this childs community needs more help than this childs," and how can i possibly choose one over the hundreds of others.
we went on the basis that probably they younger kids are more likely to be picked becuase they are small and cute (and judging by the numbers of pages that were available in each age-range this may have been true,) like how tiny kittens leave the shelters like hotcakes but the older ones hang around for months and months, and picked an older age bracket. then we looked for single mother or father families with lots of kids and low income.
we did notice that the website seemed to be structured with the lowest incomes at the beginning of the page, we figured because the organization feels that these kids are more needy
jordys family has 4 kids with a single mother and she makes $80 a month. he was one of the lowest of the low.
how sponsorship works - you give the organization a small chunk of money each month and they pool it with thousands of other sponsor families money and then they use these funds to work with the community those sponsored kids are in. they build schools, wells, bring in doctors, teach them life skills and farming skills, get them dental care, clothing, shoes, supplies and anything else that the community needs (this organization in particular doesn't give a damn about building them churches, which is why we stuck with it and put hours of research into where the money goes - theres an alarming amount of money going in to building churches and teaching gospel in other sponsor child charities. which i dont have a specific problem with in all cases, but feel that maybe there are more pressing places to put those funds first). the organization works with the community for about a decade and then one they have them at a sustainable level, they move on to another community. and since people in communities tend to be parallel in some ways, the likelyhood that jordy's neighbours are in a similar situation as his and his mothers is probably pretty good.
you do not give the money directly to the family. that would be kinda stupid and probably not work out very well in the long run. there were a few critiques out there that we found that were annoyed to learn that this was not the case. but that just doesn't make sense as a long-term plan, and im glad that organizations dont just fork over money to each family individually.
29 November 2009 @ 03:37 pm
rory - clothes. because he is dead-boring.
mom - belly dance lessons
dad - no idea.
jim - painting
mom - belly dance lessons
dad - no idea.
jim - painting
29 November 2009 @ 09:54 am
KasCare is looking to develop caregiver education programs to lessen the psychological damage of raising a child (more likely infants) in a low-budget, over-full orphanage with limited care, pretty much no resources or trained caregivers available.
there's this thing called 'failure to thrive' where children who are growing up in such a condition - although all their physical needs are met so far as food, warmth, and all those basic needs - just die. its a huge medical mystery (at least to people who think that everything really does come down to basic physical needs and everything else you get out of a textbook). its looked at as being the 'giving up' factor, the part where a child, even a tiny baby, just simply stops caring.
then there's three levels of risk to children that are brought on by being in a bad environment either in utero or on the outside where they grow up, and the big one which is being hit with a genetic disorder or blood disease or AIDS or Fetal Alcohol SD (or autism, sensory impairments, heart conditions, cerebal palsy, being a preemie....) before you are born.
in the EC world, being in any one of these areas are grounds for support, assessment and sometimes therapy, and these little babies in south africa are more often than not (by a huge, huge margin) falling into all three categories. statistically, they are done for.
there are also three levels of prevention, and some of the things that can be done to lessen the impact of a child who is growing up with one of these disabilities ahead of them are so damn simple. we could teach them to the people who work with these kids.
there is a child brain development specialist who Sandy has been in contact with, who looks like might be on board to help design a program.
and then theres me. come april i will be technically qualified to develop this program, and i think i just successfully jumped on board too.
there's this thing called 'failure to thrive' where children who are growing up in such a condition - although all their physical needs are met so far as food, warmth, and all those basic needs - just die. its a huge medical mystery (at least to people who think that everything really does come down to basic physical needs and everything else you get out of a textbook). its looked at as being the 'giving up' factor, the part where a child, even a tiny baby, just simply stops caring.
then there's three levels of risk to children that are brought on by being in a bad environment either in utero or on the outside where they grow up, and the big one which is being hit with a genetic disorder or blood disease or AIDS or Fetal Alcohol SD (or autism, sensory impairments, heart conditions, cerebal palsy, being a preemie....) before you are born.
in the EC world, being in any one of these areas are grounds for support, assessment and sometimes therapy, and these little babies in south africa are more often than not (by a huge, huge margin) falling into all three categories. statistically, they are done for.
there are also three levels of prevention, and some of the things that can be done to lessen the impact of a child who is growing up with one of these disabilities ahead of them are so damn simple. we could teach them to the people who work with these kids.
there is a child brain development specialist who Sandy has been in contact with, who looks like might be on board to help design a program.
and then theres me. come april i will be technically qualified to develop this program, and i think i just successfully jumped on board too.
28 November 2009 @ 10:33 am
I want to go through all our stuff and clear it out. go top to bottom, clean the place and toss out most of the junk and crap. I feel like i dont need about %80 of the stuff i have. i want to get rid of all that extra weight.
every time i sneeze i feel my uterus get jostled, rather painfully. it must be like an amusement park ride for those on the inside - getting momentarily squeezed and then released and propelled downwards a short distance at an alarming speed. I imagine if sea monkey was previously sleeping, that's not the case anymore!
i havnet been sticking up photos cause i look the same still.
every time i sneeze i feel my uterus get jostled, rather painfully. it must be like an amusement park ride for those on the inside - getting momentarily squeezed and then released and propelled downwards a short distance at an alarming speed. I imagine if sea monkey was previously sleeping, that's not the case anymore!
i havnet been sticking up photos cause i look the same still.
26 November 2009 @ 11:39 am
garnet is going into training and loosing her lady-bits!
this means that we get to pick her up earlier for christmas, and if i don't write it down here then i will forget and be panicky. she is due to be spayed on the 15th, and then we can take her home and pamper her for a while in her 'quiet time'. she will get lots of rest and few short walks and as its christmas probably both of our families will buy her a hyper-trillion treats.
we are picking her up Saturday December 19th, at 1:00. and need to remove her stitches ourselves a few days after, which should be a great deal of fun for her.
then we return her again for good about two weeks later, which i don't really want to think about right now.
this means that we get to pick her up earlier for christmas, and if i don't write it down here then i will forget and be panicky. she is due to be spayed on the 15th, and then we can take her home and pamper her for a while in her 'quiet time'. she will get lots of rest and few short walks and as its christmas probably both of our families will buy her a hyper-trillion treats.
we are picking her up Saturday December 19th, at 1:00. and need to remove her stitches ourselves a few days after, which should be a great deal of fun for her.
then we return her again for good about two weeks later, which i don't really want to think about right now.
26 November 2009 @ 10:13 am
it would be really, really fantastic if you could all hop onto your facebook accounts and vote for KasCare (Knit-a-squares umbrella name now that they are a registered charity,) because it will win them $2000 and they are running dry on money. the family who is at the forefront of the charity is using up their savings to support themselves while working full-time on the charity and there is no more money coming in.
the other end of the charity, in south africa, also needs money as they cannot hire assistants, pay for the gas to get to villages/slums that are far away, cover some of the postage costs or have any access to better storage for the squares, and blankets have started to go missing. and nobody has any extra money to purchase any sort of promotional stuff to get off the ground and support themselves.
so! you should go here and click on the KasCare option, which has a picture of a little boy clutching a blue and white blanket.
http://apps.facebook.com/paretofundrais
or! if you really don't think that blankets for AIDS orphans is very important, (some people just dont, which is fine,) vote for somebody else! you can vote in multiple places, which doesn't really seem to be useful.
the other end of the charity, in south africa, also needs money as they cannot hire assistants, pay for the gas to get to villages/slums that are far away, cover some of the postage costs or have any access to better storage for the squares, and blankets have started to go missing. and nobody has any extra money to purchase any sort of promotional stuff to get off the ground and support themselves.
so! you should go here and click on the KasCare option, which has a picture of a little boy clutching a blue and white blanket.
http://apps.facebook.com/paretofundrais
or! if you really don't think that blankets for AIDS orphans is very important, (some people just dont, which is fine,) vote for somebody else! you can vote in multiple places, which doesn't really seem to be useful.
25 November 2009 @ 10:29 pm
mats is sitting in the window, between the curtain and the glass. kiki walks into the room, and stares at the place mats is (you can see his tail,) she waits.
he sticks his head out to look at her, she makes her rolling, chirping "prow!" noise, which basically means "play with me?" and runs really fast in the opposite direction. "chase me! chase me!"
mats doesn't move for a while. then he jumps down to the bed. kiki comes back in, looks for him in the window, sees he's not there. she makes her noise again. he makes a similar noise. she sees him, spins around and runs out the room.
mats is still not won over by this. jim comes to see why i'm laughing so hard. he holding a fork because he is making dinner. mats sees the fork and comes to see if there is any delicious cheese or shrimp on it that jim is bringing him. he walks to the other side of the bed and tries to investigate the fork to see if its contents are worth begging for. the fork is empty. too bad.
kiki comes back, makes her chirping noise, and sits up on her hind legs to peer through the bottom railings of the bed, presumably looking for mats. she sees him, makes another mad dash out of the room. mats is too focused on the fork. jim leaves, mats follows him and more importantly, the fork. when jim doesnt feed him, he finally pays attention to kiki.
so now they are having lunatic-cat races up and down the apartment, hiding around the corner of the doorway and leaping out at each other. they climb up the couch and leap off of it and then run the other way, fly up onto the bed, trample my computer and spin around and head back out again. when one looses sight of the other, they both stop and call out. then one pounces on the other and they start all over again.
this will go on for an hour.
while this is great entertainment now, its bad when its three in the morning.
he sticks his head out to look at her, she makes her rolling, chirping "prow!" noise, which basically means "play with me?" and runs really fast in the opposite direction. "chase me! chase me!"
mats doesn't move for a while. then he jumps down to the bed. kiki comes back in, looks for him in the window, sees he's not there. she makes her noise again. he makes a similar noise. she sees him, spins around and runs out the room.
mats is still not won over by this. jim comes to see why i'm laughing so hard. he holding a fork because he is making dinner. mats sees the fork and comes to see if there is any delicious cheese or shrimp on it that jim is bringing him. he walks to the other side of the bed and tries to investigate the fork to see if its contents are worth begging for. the fork is empty. too bad.
kiki comes back, makes her chirping noise, and sits up on her hind legs to peer through the bottom railings of the bed, presumably looking for mats. she sees him, makes another mad dash out of the room. mats is too focused on the fork. jim leaves, mats follows him and more importantly, the fork. when jim doesnt feed him, he finally pays attention to kiki.
so now they are having lunatic-cat races up and down the apartment, hiding around the corner of the doorway and leaping out at each other. they climb up the couch and leap off of it and then run the other way, fly up onto the bed, trample my computer and spin around and head back out again. when one looses sight of the other, they both stop and call out. then one pounces on the other and they start all over again.
this will go on for an hour.
while this is great entertainment now, its bad when its three in the morning.
23 November 2009 @ 10:22 pm
found the second item for my christmas list: prenatal classes!
i will put this forward to my parents and make jim put it forward to his, and maybe they can team up and give us the money for prenatal classes. nice to have a worthwhile christmas present once in a while.
http://www.newlifeprenatal.org/privatep
i will put this forward to my parents and make jim put it forward to his, and maybe they can team up and give us the money for prenatal classes. nice to have a worthwhile christmas present once in a while.
http://www.newlifeprenatal.org/privatep
22 November 2009 @ 04:59 pm
operation puppy return: lots of crying.
garnet remembers how much fun the breslau location is, even though she was a tiny little thing the last time we were there. shes suddenly awake, paying attention, ears up and throwing herself at the door of the van to get out and go play. this is that fun place where my brothers are!
well those boys aren't here today, but there is a miniature poodle in a crate who just wants to play, a cat who wanders the halls and will hop up into any available lap, and another pup who is part of the litter that was born just before garnet (the f's litter) who is also coming in today. we realize that we are, after all, in the guide dogs centre, which is probably sufficiently dog-proofed and so we let them run up and down the hallway together while we get to do paperwork and hear about the sort of tests that they dogs will go through.
then two crates are set up and two stuffed bones are retrieved from the freezer, and the dogs are settled in next to each other, each with their own delicious bone to work on. we are allowed to stand around and watch them, and i got the feeling that if we wanted to stay all afternoon we would be allowed to do so. we are thanked for raising a pup and told how truly invaluable foster families are to the whole program.
and then we leave, carrying a leash and a collar that is not on a body anymore. the sight of an empty collar is uncomfortable.
in the car ride home i am trying to remember what i still have - one hand on my stomach. this morning i lay on my back and pushed on my abdomen to locate my uterus. at halfway through 14 weeks, its about six inches across and reaches nearly to my belly button.
http://www.gynob.com/images/fh.jpg
i don't really know where my body plans to put my other organs. i have given up trying to understand what it thinks its doing.
http://www.cyclebeads.com
this is kinda cool, but i don't know if i would trust it 100%. maybe a good technique for third world countries? people who do not have other methods?
also, it would help to plan pregnancies too, of course.
meanwhile, i am looking up these little things,
http://ecobabies.ca/white-curls-bola-pr
garnet remembers how much fun the breslau location is, even though she was a tiny little thing the last time we were there. shes suddenly awake, paying attention, ears up and throwing herself at the door of the van to get out and go play. this is that fun place where my brothers are!
well those boys aren't here today, but there is a miniature poodle in a crate who just wants to play, a cat who wanders the halls and will hop up into any available lap, and another pup who is part of the litter that was born just before garnet (the f's litter) who is also coming in today. we realize that we are, after all, in the guide dogs centre, which is probably sufficiently dog-proofed and so we let them run up and down the hallway together while we get to do paperwork and hear about the sort of tests that they dogs will go through.
then two crates are set up and two stuffed bones are retrieved from the freezer, and the dogs are settled in next to each other, each with their own delicious bone to work on. we are allowed to stand around and watch them, and i got the feeling that if we wanted to stay all afternoon we would be allowed to do so. we are thanked for raising a pup and told how truly invaluable foster families are to the whole program.
and then we leave, carrying a leash and a collar that is not on a body anymore. the sight of an empty collar is uncomfortable.
in the car ride home i am trying to remember what i still have - one hand on my stomach. this morning i lay on my back and pushed on my abdomen to locate my uterus. at halfway through 14 weeks, its about six inches across and reaches nearly to my belly button.
http://www.gynob.com/images/fh.jpg
i don't really know where my body plans to put my other organs. i have given up trying to understand what it thinks its doing.
http://www.cyclebeads.com
this is kinda cool, but i don't know if i would trust it 100%. maybe a good technique for third world countries? people who do not have other methods?
also, it would help to plan pregnancies too, of course.
meanwhile, i am looking up these little things,
http://ecobabies.ca/white-curls-bola-pr
20 November 2009 @ 02:59 pm
operation puppy return - 21 hours.
I took her nametag from her collar for my key chain. its got her name and both of our cell phone numbers on it. they wont need it in oakville. its weird that she wont be with us this summer, wont meet the baby, wont go out to the park with us anymore. we cant take her shopping or to school or for car rides.
i went to talk to my professor briefly about it, as she has a hearing ear dog from the lions foundation. she said "there's probably not much i can say to make the divide any better, but what you've done is given a puppy a really good home for a year, given her a really good start in life and done all that you can to make sure she succeeds. and you've given someone else a chance to have a better, more independent life as well."
I took her nametag from her collar for my key chain. its got her name and both of our cell phone numbers on it. they wont need it in oakville. its weird that she wont be with us this summer, wont meet the baby, wont go out to the park with us anymore. we cant take her shopping or to school or for car rides.
i went to talk to my professor briefly about it, as she has a hearing ear dog from the lions foundation. she said "there's probably not much i can say to make the divide any better, but what you've done is given a puppy a really good home for a year, given her a really good start in life and done all that you can to make sure she succeeds. and you've given someone else a chance to have a better, more independent life as well."
18 November 2009 @ 08:33 am
this is a lovely blog that i have been following for close to a year now. makes me want to up and move out to the country, buy some sheep, goats, chickens. Toronto sucks, i don't want to be stuck here for the rest of my life. i don't want this mommy business to tie me down and make me forget what i want to do. being a mommy doesn't stop your life, right?
http://www.fiberfarm.com/blog
also, i had a dream that i was allowed to adopt one of these little things because i was going to miss garnet so much.
http://www.dkimages.com/discover/previe
operation puppy return - 3 more sleeps. it kinda sucks. i wish i could explain to her why this has to happen. must be strange going through life just doing what everybody wants you to do with little idea why.
http://www.fiberfarm.com/blog
also, i had a dream that i was allowed to adopt one of these little things because i was going to miss garnet so much.
http://www.dkimages.com/discover/previe
operation puppy return - 3 more sleeps. it kinda sucks. i wish i could explain to her why this has to happen. must be strange going through life just doing what everybody wants you to do with little idea why.
16 November 2009 @ 09:42 am
with just three pairs of pants that fit me and one of them having a broken zipper, i think its time to give in and check out belly bands.
http://www.ingridandisabel.com/bellaban
only theres no way i am paying $30 for the bottom 1/3 of a t-shirt. I shall cut off the bottom 1/3 of a t-shirt myself! the only thing that is at all important is that the material is the same so it does the same thing.
luckily (not for them, anyway,) this site lists the material content.
http://blog.christyscreations.com/mater
84% Nylon/16% Spandex.
edit: just came back from a doctors appointment. i was told that baby was big enough and not way down in my pelvis anymore, we had a good chance of hearing it on the doppler. so i got some jelly on my stomach and a heart monitor wand, and the doctor did a little bit of searching. theres a 'woosh!' of blood, and the doctor says 'thats you,' and then a tiny, gallopy, fast paced beating, 'and that's baby.' sea monkey's heart goes beatbeatbeatbeat and then theres a woosh of my heart pumping, then beatbeatbeatbeat then my heart again.
at one point, 'beatbeatbeatbeat *huge static noise* beatbeatbeat,' and the doctor says "there, baby just moved," and im still amazed that i can't feel it yet.
this week sea monkey is due to start growing hair, eyelashes, eyebrows. and hair everywhere - theres this fetus-only soft, downy hair called lanugo that protects and apparently helps to anchor the skin, which is still transparent and tissue-paper thin. you can see lanugo on this tiny tiny preemie.
http://www.babylink.info/edinburgh/FAQ/
http://www.ingridandisabel.com/bellaban
only theres no way i am paying $30 for the bottom 1/3 of a t-shirt. I shall cut off the bottom 1/3 of a t-shirt myself! the only thing that is at all important is that the material is the same so it does the same thing.
luckily (not for them, anyway,) this site lists the material content.
http://blog.christyscreations.com/mater
84% Nylon/16% Spandex.
edit: just came back from a doctors appointment. i was told that baby was big enough and not way down in my pelvis anymore, we had a good chance of hearing it on the doppler. so i got some jelly on my stomach and a heart monitor wand, and the doctor did a little bit of searching. theres a 'woosh!' of blood, and the doctor says 'thats you,' and then a tiny, gallopy, fast paced beating, 'and that's baby.' sea monkey's heart goes beatbeatbeatbeat and then theres a woosh of my heart pumping, then beatbeatbeatbeat then my heart again.
at one point, 'beatbeatbeatbeat *huge static noise* beatbeatbeat,' and the doctor says "there, baby just moved," and im still amazed that i can't feel it yet.
this week sea monkey is due to start growing hair, eyelashes, eyebrows. and hair everywhere - theres this fetus-only soft, downy hair called lanugo that protects and apparently helps to anchor the skin, which is still transparent and tissue-paper thin. you can see lanugo on this tiny tiny preemie.
http://www.babylink.info/edinburgh/FAQ/
13 November 2009 @ 08:27 pm
i would like to share this new, ridiculous piece of information:
garnet loves pickled onions. I mean really, really loves pickled onions. I tested this to see if maybe she just ate the first few pieces out of novelty, but she kept taking each piece i gave her, and seemed to enjoy it. in the past, when i have offered her something that i am sure she will not like to let her know that what the humans are eating really isn't that delicious (which does work, btw,) its been things like cinnamon, leaves of sage or mint, things that are really strong in flavour that surely she would not enjoy. i figured this would be another one.
also! my latest form of entertainment
http://toronto.en.craigslist.ca/mis/
garnet loves pickled onions. I mean really, really loves pickled onions. I tested this to see if maybe she just ate the first few pieces out of novelty, but she kept taking each piece i gave her, and seemed to enjoy it. in the past, when i have offered her something that i am sure she will not like to let her know that what the humans are eating really isn't that delicious (which does work, btw,) its been things like cinnamon, leaves of sage or mint, things that are really strong in flavour that surely she would not enjoy. i figured this would be another one.
also! my latest form of entertainment
http://toronto.en.craigslist.ca/mis/
13 November 2009 @ 08:14 am
new favourite quote:
"and, like toddlers, they are always looking for new and ingenious ways to hurt themselves" tods are so absurd, i don't know what to do with them. its like they stop being humans for about a year or so and instead start to be crazy, huge-eyed ridiculous little creatures who have the permanent look about them that says "i am waiting for the next thought to process, could be a while,"
journals
-maureen explained to a dad about tubes
-ASD mason
-working with another student
"and, like toddlers, they are always looking for new and ingenious ways to hurt themselves" tods are so absurd, i don't know what to do with them. its like they stop being humans for about a year or so and instead start to be crazy, huge-eyed ridiculous little creatures who have the permanent look about them that says "i am waiting for the next thought to process, could be a while,"
journals
-maureen explained to a dad about tubes
-ASD mason
-working with another student
12 November 2009 @ 04:25 pm
a more complete list:
modeling tonight
-at 7.
-get cell number for when i get lost
-bring selection of clothes - hats, scarves, dresses....
-the smallest amount of makeup
placement:
- type out activities to send to anna tonight
- finish with journals to send to anna tonight
- complain to anna about how she gave me a 1/5 and a 10/20.
doctors appointments
-leave a message for sertic, ask for different time in afternoon (cannot be done after hours.)
-leave a message for melanie, ask for different time in afternoon
school stuff:
-course selection (can not be done as i am missing a prereq, which, upon further researching, is apparently a course i completed last year, and did in fact pass - meaning, dear school of mine, I HAVE THE PREREQ.)
-LOP
-check all upcoming dates
-check exam dates
that doesnt make me feel any better.
modeling tonight
-at 7.
-get cell number for when i get lost
-bring selection of clothes - hats, scarves, dresses....
-the smallest amount of makeup
placement:
- type out activities to send to anna tonight
- finish with journals to send to anna tonight
- complain to anna about how she gave me a 1/5 and a 10/20.
doctors appointments
-leave a message for sertic, ask for different time in afternoon (cannot be done after hours.)
-leave a message for melanie, ask for different time in afternoon
school stuff:
-course selection (can not be done as i am missing a prereq, which, upon further researching, is apparently a course i completed last year, and did in fact pass - meaning, dear school of mine, I HAVE THE PREREQ.)
-LOP
-check all upcoming dates
-check exam dates
that doesnt make me feel any better.
jim: "apparently for zuccini bread, you don't make it in a bread maker cause its more like a cake,"
kyla: "yeah?"
jim: "if i make zuccini bread, are you going to want any?"
kyla: "no."
jim: "okay so i can put walnuts in it then,"
kyla: "eeewwww!"
jim: "oooh i found a recipe for dark pumpernickel rye bread. yum!"
kyla: "just eat a cinderblock! it'll feel the same to your teeth!"
jim: "it has molasses in it!"
kyla: (makes disgusted face)
and my newest thing:
round ligament pain: when the ligaments that strap your uterus down to your pelvis and keep it level are pushed, stretched and otherwise painfully forced to move in ways they have never needed to due to incoming baby.
negatives of pregnancy:
-throwing up everything you eat
-not wanting to eat becuase, largely, its a waste of time and food.
-not wanting to eat becuase things taste too weird
-besides that, eating everything in sight
-not fitting into your jeans anymore
-crying a lot. becuase you felt like it.
-boob pain. round ligament pain. more boob pain.
-extreme boob pain when the cat walks across you, somehow stepping exactly from one nipple to the next, at three in the morning.
-headaches. daily.
-more acne, more bloating, more heartburn.
-stomach rolls sticking over top of overly tight jeans
-shirts that roll up over suddenly round belly
-current time spend waiting in doctors offices: 4 hours.
-current needle count i would not have otherwise had:3
-people fussing over you. a lot. way to much.
-no more highland, horseback riding, or step dance.
-feeling like a complete twit in belly dance. complete, utter twit.
-missing a lot of placement days due to the fact that now, every doctor in the country wants to see me every week. the gist of what they want to say to me? - "there's this test, but we'll do it next time." go book another appointment.
perks:
-sent to the front of the line for a flu shot.
12 November 2009 @ 08:13 am
so fucking disorganized.
-all journals and activities need to go to anna tonight.
-modeling tonight
-check for upcoming assignments - looks like theres one in assessment
-theres two for next thursday i know of - look at those
-mid-term assessment for next week
need to switch doctors appointment
need to switch other doctors appointment
and theres so much more than this.
-all journals and activities need to go to anna tonight.
-modeling tonight
-check for upcoming assignments - looks like theres one in assessment
-theres two for next thursday i know of - look at those
-mid-term assessment for next week
need to switch doctors appointment
need to switch other doctors appointment
and theres so much more than this.
11 November 2009 @ 04:37 pm
hey laurie - the tissue/cookie thing? shows signs of working, but the kid needs to do it another like six times. i'll let you know how it progresses. mostly today he just got annoyed and confused. he would point to the cookie but echo back 'tissue,' so i gave him the tissue. he would look at me like i was stupid - clearly he wanted the cookie! it'll take him a while before he gets it.
and! everybody who finds that they have some free time, you must must must have a look at this - no excuses! in fact, make some free time!
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my favourite book is on the top of page six. http://awfullibrarybooks.wordpress.c
I know! I shall go down my christmas list and buy everyone a book from this list for this year! its good to be so up-to-date and informed, people will be so pleased with such a useful gift!
and! everybody who finds that they have some free time, you must must must have a look at this - no excuses! in fact, make some free time!
http://awfullibrarybooks.wordpress.com/
my favourite book is on the top of page six. http://awfullibrarybooks.wordpress.c
I know! I shall go down my christmas list and buy everyone a book from this list for this year! its good to be so up-to-date and informed, people will be so pleased with such a useful gift!