Tuesday, June 22, 2010
After much joking on Larry's part that we'd be putting the chicklet into a box with newspaper shreds and woodchips (and let's not forget about the hamster style exercise wheel), the crib that has long sat in pieces on the floor of the nursery is now ready for our little lady to lay her sweet little head in.
And because that means that Larry finished painting the nursery (can't help but throw in that I also contributed to the manual labor), he also treated himself to a Father's Day gift. As promised, once the room was painted and the room assembled, a Playstation 3 has made it's way into our house.
Fits right in with the baby gifts don't you think?
Sunday, June 20, 2010
Larry and I have long been fans of the famous Dr. Suess and Larry actually has his very own copy of “Oh the Places You’ll Go” which was given to him on his first day of his by his first big boy post-graduation job (from the company nonetheless!). We’ve toted the book as we have moved along from Boston to Connecticut and I always knew it would end up on a baby’s bookshelf in our house but this new little book was something I had never seen. Turns out “Oh, Baby, The Places You’ll Go” is actually an adaptation of the famous book meant to be read to a baby in utero. I of course thought that this was adorable and had a feeling that Larry might take a liking to it as well.
So, last week one night as we were laying in bed, Larry took out the book and decided to read the chicklet her very first book. It was such a sweet moment and I had tears in my eyes as I could picture this being the first of thousands of time that I will watch him read to our little girl. And then the best thing of all happened, Larry was able to feel the babe kick for the very first time which I know he has been hoping for so much.
Thursday, June 17, 2010
Please forgive my lack of posting as it is directly related to the “holy crap we’re having a baby in 10 weeks” frenzy that has been taking over the Ciccarelli household recently. Yes, you read that correctly, as of last Friday we are 10 weeks out (and yes, I’m ignoring that tomorrow means single digit weeks). Somehow we are back to a cabbage (of a different variety I guess) and the little one is tipping the scales at 3 pounds. (Length: about 15 3/4 inches, head to heel.)
Since we are getting sooo close, I didn’t want to forget some important moments about this whole baby thing so I’m taking a trip down memory lane to remember the day we found out we were expecting....
I had been feeling kind of crappy for about 4-5 days, mainly at night and suspiciously after I had eaten big meals (one of which was Chinese food which may have been the start of my extreme distaste). Then one night as we were driving home late (on a school night) from a friend’s house I felt so nauseous that I might get car sick (and if you know us well, you know that the only Ciccarelli with constant car sickness is mr. lawrence). I kind of wondered out loud, half serious/half joking “hey, I wonder if I’m knocked up”.
Flash forward to about 5 AM the next morning on December 23rd when all was confirmed when I bounded out of bed as soon as I woke up to use the bathroom. I sat in the bathroom for a few minutes trying to figure out the best way to share the news and settled on bounding down the hallway, flinging open the bedroom door and then practically jumping on top of him while shoving the stick in his face so close that I’m surprised he could even tell what it was. Although not the most creative way to tell the love of my life that he was about to be a father but well within our previous agreement of it only being acceptable to wake him up that early in the morning in case of important news to share or if he was lucky enough to get some sort of action (I assure you that the latter almost never happens). Anyway, that is the story of how our little chicklet officially became our best Christmas present ever :)
Wednesday, June 2, 2010
Because I'm fascinated by the weekly emails comparing the chicklet to a vegetable or fruit - I added the ticker to the top of the blog for everyone to see. It has also successfully scared the bejesus out of me to see that we are under 100 days...
this week we are either an eggplant or a chinese cabbage. I guess I pick eggplant mainly because I actually know what that is.