Dreams

Doesn't it look fake?!?!

Robia suggested I watch A Baby's Story on TLC, so I decided to tape it yesterday. James was in the bedroom reading, but he came out to join me after hearing bits and pieces of it. This show follows the lives of couples who are pregnant and it takes them all the way through delivery. I think it kinda freaked him out a bit, but I'm glad he saw what actually takes place in the delivery room. I have a weird feeling he'll be freaking out more than I will be. I had about 4 dreams last night of me giving birth. There were 2 that involved poop. Another one where I was going through labor but the contractions weren't bad at all. In fact, I remember thinking to myself, what is all the fuss about?! But the other one had me in lots of pain, though I didn't get the epidural. I remember James making me laugh so much that the nurse told him to stop because the baby's head was popping out of me. They had to get a wheelchair for me in case the baby fell out of me. (For some reason, I wasn't at the hospital, but in an open field of greens.)

Anyway, I'm feeling more and more tired lately. I also noticed Lily's movements have definitely changed. They are more deep, like I feel her digging around my organs. They're way more intense. I'm also peeing more but it's like my bladder's always full, and when I go to the bathroom, I don't feel like all the pee has come out but I can't seem to go anymore. It kinda feels like a UTI. And my poops have changed to rabbit droppings. So unsatisfying.

New Project

Friends from LA are in town and we went to a dinner party this weekend. A friend of ours lives in an amazing loft downtown but the one downside is the elevator stops working at 5pm. She lives on the 8th floor. Yep, I walked up 8 painful flights of stairs. But took many breaks. And I had to post this picture of the group of us that was taken on the roof - anything unusual? Look closely...

Today I met up with old college friends of mine: Robia, Keith & Eric. Robia & Keith produced this angel named Ryan. Look at his blonde hair! (Robia's Korean.) The last time I saw them, Robia was pregnant with Ryan. He's about 18 months now. She told me that her water broke at 32 weeks! That's crazy! I'm nearly 31 weeks! We had brunch in my neighborhood then headed on over to Prospect Park. It was a beautiful day for the park, too. There were tons of kids or maybe I'm just noticing more of them because I'm pregnant? So, I just got home and I'm about to continue with my big project that I started yesterday - knitting Lily a blanket. I finally bought the yarn yesterday. It's 100% cotton and it's a black currant color. Not your typical pastel-y baby color but that's exactly my point. I was going to go crazy and do a patterned blanket, but seeing that I haven't picked up knitting needles in 2 years, I will tuck my ambition away and start off nice and easy by just doing a plain knit stitch. I've already messed up a little, but hey, it gives it character, right? It's an original, that's for sure.

30 Weeks

Not much to report. Felt as though I was coming down with a cold but it seems to be passing by quickly now. Work has finally been a bit easier on me so now it's pretty much all about making sure that I leave a nice trail behind, which of course, I will. I think my last day of work will be October 26th. That'll give me a little over 2 weeks to prepare for Lily's arrival. I have to admit that the thought of not working for at least 3 months is VERY nice. I can't wait to just hang out with Lily all day and night. It's crazy to think that my life will completely change in less than 2 months time. I'm really looking forward to it.

Hiccups

Well, it finally happened....I actually ate a bowl of pasta off my belly last night...WITH NO HANDS! I must say how enjoyable that was - you don't have to lean over, which can be uncomfortable since you're leaning forward and applying pressure on your belly, and it acts like a homemade tray. Brilliant! Then about 2 hours later, I actually felt Lily hiccuping! It was adorable. Lasted for a couple of minutes. I also bought a body pillow yesterday and finally had pretty good sleep last night. I call it my new boyfriend. I should've been sleeping with him years ago. It's amazing. I recommend it for everyone.

She's Coming Out Sooner!

I had my sonogram today, but unfortunately, the pictures didn't come out that well. The above picture is the camera looking at the top side of her face, and the the 2 light areas above her head are her hands. She was positioned upside down, so if I looked down at my belly, it's like I was looking directly at her face. The heartbeat was healthy and she weighed in at 2.5 lbs. Her delivery date is November 26th, however Dr. B informed me that she'll most likely induce labor at 38-39 weeks, just to be on the safe side, because of my condition. That means that she'll enter the world on or about November 12th! That's only 8 weeks away! Holy crap! We were a bit sad, because we wanted her to be born on November 25th, James' birthday, but of course we are thrilled that she's going to come sooner. (I knew it! She wants to get out already!) I have to tell you, she looked adorable in the ultrasound pics. (Really, she did!) Looks like her nose may have the priviledge of prominence, rather than my pug-like Asian nose. (Thank you, James.) But who nose. (Sorry, couldn't resist.)

I told Dr. B that I'd like to try giving birth naturally, without an epidural. She kinda looked at me like I was crazy. She explained to me that when you induce labor, the pain is much stronger, because the contractions are brought on quickly. I'm not going to rule out an epidural, but I'm very curious to see how much pain I can handle. When am I ever going to experience this much physical pain? I know you're probably thinking "why the hell would you want to?!" But I guess I can be a little sick puppy sometimes. We shall see. She also suggested James and I watch a video about labor and birth just to prepare ourselves mentally (and physically) for what's coming. I have to admit - I'm not at all nervous. Just excited. Not scared about labor, contractions, the pain, none of it. I'm used to hospital environments, and I'm pretty low maintenance so I'm feeling relaxed about the whole deal. (I know, I say that now...) We signed up for a baby care/feeding/infant CPR class that my hospital is offering. I've also ordered a book recommended by many who are considering natural birth called "Ina May's Guide To Childbirth." So I'm feeling pretty good about preparing for this delivery. Let the countdown begin!

The Open

Well, Sian called me yesterday afternoon and she scored 2 seats to the US Open last night, so of course, I HAD to go. It was fanfuckingtastic. Our seats were in the 3rd tier up but the view was still great. Moya played and unfortunately lost to Djokovic. I've got to go to the office tomorrow morning. Was hoping to sleep in a bit, but I guess I'll have to rely on Sunday.

28 Weeks

Hampton Bays was a lot of fun. Got tan, got to relax, and got to swim in the Atlantic. It was fantastic. That's Louis, to the right. He loves his cigars. We got in Friday night. James & Tess went straight for the Patron and Mauz and I went straight for the....Perrier. Saturday, more people arrived. Luckily, sympathies went to the pregnant girl, so James and I were guaranteed the love shack, equipped with AC & bed. Everyone else pitched a tent by the pool. He had a BBQ all day & night, though I was more glued to the television watching the US Open. (It's been a phenomenal Open so far.) Sunday, everyone was incredibly hungover except for the 4 of us. I really do not miss that feeling at all. Everyone needed greasy breakfast food for that reason and I needed it for the pregnant reason. God, I felt good...We hit the beach all day which was beautiful. Luckily, Louis has access to a private beach so we were in a less crowded area. James and I were the last to leave on Monday. Being in the sun totally wore me out and when I got home around 4pm, I didn't leave my sofa til about 11 to go to bed. I was pooped.

It's fashion week here in NYC and today is our fashion show. It's been really busy, and the fact that taxi drivers were on strike yesterday and also today, have made the fashionistas in pumps a bit frustrated (and in pain). Last night we went to a party hosted by Jewels, Britt, and W Magazine in Chelsea. It was a great turn-out. Lots of beautiful girls, gay guys, flashes going off, free drinks flowing, and an appearance by Jessica Simpson: the perfect recipe to a fashion week fiesta? I braved my heels and by the end of the night, I was so grateful I packed my flats in my handbag. I feel like I've been going out every night for the past week and I absolutely cannot wait to do nothing but watch tennis tonight.