Friday, October 31, 2008

Happy Halloween!

Today, Halloween 2008, marks the 10th anniversary of Mommy & Daddy's engagement. I was a Junior at Duke, and much to our dismay Daddy had left a few weeks earlier to attend some very long military training in Texas. We decided to meet in San Antonio for the Halloween weekend. Daddy picked me up at the airport and I remember he was acting pretty strange. He took me to the San Antonio River Walk, which is a very romantic spot, so I figured he was in a decent enough mood. We strolled along the River Walk and stopped at a little bench on "Marriage Island," the location of the first Catholic mass ever held in San Antonio in 1691. Legend has it, if you get married or engaged on this island you will have a happy marriage.

So anyhow, we were sitting on this bench watching the river boats go by when I tried to hold Daddy's hand (which was in his pocket holding my engagement ring, unbeknownst to me). He didn't want to hold my hand, and I thought for sure he was going to break up with me, right there on Marriage Island. All I could think was, "I can't believe this guy! I flew all the way out to San Antonio to see him and he took me to Marriage Island to dump me. What an ass!" While I was busy thinking all of these nasty things, Daddy was going on about how much he loved me and how he couldn't imagine life without me. Worst breakup speech ever. It did make a good engagement speech though. Finally he got down on one knee, pulled out a little box with a gorgeous diamond inside, and asked me to marry him.

I was so shocked (remember, I was thinking his little speech was going to end in me flying home to North Carolina single) that I responded, "Really?" Luckily Daddy kept his cool and said, "Yeah, really." Then I got my wits together and squealed, "Yes, yes, yes!" and gave him a big kiss just as one of the tourist boats floated by. The Captain said over the loudspeaker, "Did she say yes?" and we got to wave and smile, assuring them I didn't break Daddy's heart. I'm certain there are pictures of us in a vacation scrapbook documenting some couple from Idaho's 1998 vacation to San Antonio.

The rest of the day was spent making calls to our families, who, to their credit, did not freak out at the thought of their 20 and 22 year old offspring promising to marry each other after 4 months of dating! If you pull that I might have a conniption fit. Luckily Daddy and I knew what we were doing ;)

Happy 10th Anniversary to Mommy & Daddy!

Thursday, October 30, 2008

World Series 2008

Congratulations to the World Series Champs the Philadelphia Phillies! Your Uncle Bubba is very pleased right now :)

Being a sports fan is great fun, but I want you to be a well-behaved one. There are a few rules I think all good sports fans should follow:

1) Don't be a "fair-weather" fan. If you are a fan, be a fan all the time! We proudly wore our Boston Red Sox hats around town this week. We love them, win or lose.

2) Be a good loser. It doesn't change things when, post-loss, you go around saying things like, "the other team cheated" and "the refs lost the game for us." You can't win them all, so when you lose you can at least be graceful about it.

3) Part of being a fan is hating certain teams deep in your soul. As a Duke and Red Sox fan, for instance, I despise the UNC Tarheels and the NY Yankees with every fiber of my being. BUT...remember that the players on the other team are people. Yes, part of being an athlete involves taunting from opposing teams, but being truly nasty is not necessary. This, of course, does not apply to Alex Rodriguez.

4) Similarly, when a player on your own team has a bad day I think ridicule is inappropriate.

5) When all else fails, remember there is always next year!

Friday, October 24, 2008

Happy Fall!

Fall is here. Happy sigh! It smells like fireplaces outside. On Saturdays we can hear the marching band playing at the high school football games down the street. You wear the cutest little hats to keep warm. The trees are yellow and red and orange and purple. And, your favorite, there are giant piles of leaves everywhere!

Last weekend Daddy made a pile to play in, a first for both you and me. Luckily we had Daddy to show us the ropes:

Monday, October 20, 2008

"I Didn't Know Apples Had Paws!"

Our dear friend Mr. B recently told me he had bittersweet feelings about Judah's quickly developing language skills. "Pee-oh" has turned into "piano." "Jase" is now "Jason." Mr. B missed hearing those cute little toddler-speak words.

I am starting to understand what he was talking about. You are smack in the middle of toddler-speak, and I'm really going to miss it! You say hundreds of words perfectly, but there are probably a hundred more that only Daddy and I can really understand. Belty bun (belly button). Double boo (W). Ahh-juss (orange juice). Wawer (water). Patta (pasta). Geena ball (those poofy bath thingys). BABYYYYY (my cell phone...there is a picture of you on the screen).

Yesterday I heard a new one. I walked in on you and Daddy having breakfast, and you were saying "Apple-paws! Apple-paws!" with great urgency. You really wanted some applesauce with no delay. Daddy remarked, with a straight face, "I didn't know apples had paws!"

Which is why I love Daddy :)

Saturday, October 18, 2008

Dr. Seuss

Okay, I'm going to go ahead and admit something very unpopular. Here goes...

I don't understand Dr. Seuss.

Seriously, is it just me? I think he is weird. I think the drawings are scary. I sort of like Horton Hears a Who and Oh! The Places You'll Go. Sort of. But overall? I just don't get it!

Maybe you can explain it to me in a few years.

Thursday, October 2, 2008

Pregnancy and Infant Loss Awareness Month

Hopefully by the time you grow up stillbirth and SIDS will be preventable. Until then, Mommy will be posting a mini public service announcement every October...

Hello friends,

It is that time of year again...October is Pregnancy and Infant Loss Awareness Month.

In that spirit, if you or someone you know is expecting, please encourage them to perform their kick counts after week 28. The easiest way is to choose a convenient time of day and measure how long it takes for your baby to kick (or roll or wiggle or punch) ten times. If the number deviates significantly from your regular numbers, or if it takes longer than 2 hours to count 10 kicks, you need to contact your OB. Do not let them blow you off! With your kick count log you have concrete information to share with your doctor and they should squeeze you in to check things out.

Here is a website with specific kick count instructions:

Stillbirth is not an intractable problem. Greater research would likely significantly reduce its incidence, but good research requires good data. H.R. 5979: Stillbirth Awareness and Research Act is under consideration by Congress. S. 3142: Preventing Stillbirth and SUID Act has been introduced in the Senate. These proposed bills would standardize stillbirth investigation and diagnosis, thus providing more data for the needed research. Better research means fewer children born still. If you feel so inclined, let your representatives know that you support both the bills and increased funding for stillbirth research. There is much speculation that SIDS and SADS (another name for unexplained stillbirths, which make up over half of all stillbirths) are related. One in 115 pregnancies end in stillbirth. One in 2,000 babies born will die of SIDS. Wouldn't it be wonderful if we could someday learn enough to prevent both tragedies?