the list

here i am at 12 weeks, 3 weeks ago.  in the same sweatshirt and black stretchy pants i wear every day after work.  like a uniform.  i think because i have to wear a suit to work, i rebel when i get home and i just get downright comfy.  

we have started a name list on the fridge.  my friend jen suggested it, and it makes sense because i have baby brain now and can't remember anything.  and being a criminal defense attorney, i need to remember things.  like words.  and the baby brain makes me scared of trial because i've now started, for the first time in my life, switching words that are wrong.  for instance, i'll point to my husband's wallet and say, "don't forget to take your watch."  and he'll look at me, and then it occurs to me i just said watch instead of wallet.  or i'll say, "let's plead a dui to a reckless driving.  you know, lower the case.  no, i don't mean "lower."  what's another word for lower?  and then someone points out that i mean "reduce."  and of course i mean "reduce" but i just can't think of the word.

so back to the list - we've started it, with "barnaby blackbeard" heading up the boy's side, and "margot rita" for the girl's side.  joke names?  maybe...... and now i'm just ready to know what we're having already.  i need to buy clothes that aren't white, green, or yellow.  no more ducks!  i want flowers or dump trucks, pink or blue.  and i want to order bedding for the nursery.  we have the crib and the changing table, still need a dresser.  haven't put anything together, and stuff is just piling up in the corner of the nursery.  but i still need to order bedding, even if it will sit in the corner next to the now never-used stationary bike, and not be opened for months.

 

the first one

we're new to this.  my family lives in virginia, the hub's parents live in florida, and this is common ground.  basically, a place we can update on what is happening in our lives.  which usually isn't much.  but i'm ahead of myself.  i'm a lawyer in west virginia and the hub works for a national company.  we met in law school in west virginia his first year, my second.  we moved four times in the first year of our marriage, and we've only been married two and a half years now.  we bought our first house a month after marrying, just to sell it four months later.  we moved to virginia beach to start over, just for the hub to get a job offer in oklahoma.  and we moved there just to move back to west virginia three months later.  though, luckily, it became the first time that year we were both employed at the same time.  but that's a different, very long, story for another time. or maybe not at all.

and she's having a baby.  as in me.  but isn't that a great kevin bacon movie?  and we're kids ourselves, except we're not because we're thirty years old and professionals and we have a mortgage and a dog that expects to be fed and dentist appointments.  but we still sit around daydreaming about moving to the beach, any beach, and being bartenders or working at a surf shop and dropping the law degree and feeling a little sunburned at the end of every day.   and we won't now.  because we're going to have a little person who needs the stability.  and that's okay because we're not missing out on anything.  we're just trying to figure it all out.  especially how we ended up in west virginia.