Monday, April 6, 2009

Retail therapy

We've been short on deep thoughts here at FTST lately. For this I blame two things 1) My grant deadline on Wednesday and 2) Cleaning for Pesach. Why is it such a surprise every year?

However, there are three things that have made our lives a little better lately:
  • We are now proud owners of a dishwasher. It is the portable variety, and Gail did a masterful job of not only finding a great one (Energy Star even!) on Craigslist, but also arranging for delivery, since (a) pre-pregnancy I posessed the bulk of available upper body strength in our relationship and I'm not currently permitted to use it extensively and (b) we don't have a car, and renting a truck to pick things up is a giant pain, especially when we also have to rustle up muscle. After a week, we LOVE the dishwasher. Now we just have to figure out if it can be appropriately cleaned for passover.
  • After agonizing for months over the decision of what mattress to buy Leigh, in an attempt not to give her horrible diseases with off-gassing, I willy-nilly impulse purchased a presumably horribly toxic memory foam mattress pad for our bed, and couldn't be happier. It is very squishy and my hips are much much happier. It is still stinky of lots of chemicals and I don't care. I'll take the sleep.
  • I finally got one of those exercise balls that are cheap if you call them "yoga balls" but expensive if you call them "birth balls." My hips are liking that too. It does make dinner a little interesting (or actually, a little boring for everyone else), since I sit there rocking back and forth and spacing out.
And now for a Leigh update. She's really getting this baby thing, and informed me yesterday that the baby needed to come out of my belly button. Now. I took the opportunity to tell her where the baby was really going to come out, and she found that pretty interesting. We'll see what she repeats at daycare. She's also worried that the baby might be cold, and went to get one of her blankets for it, and says that I'd better rest after the baby comes out because I'll be tired. She's still thinking about whether or not the baby will be invited to her birthday.


Lex said...

Ever since we told Zeben (2) that the baby is going to "come out of Mama's yoni," he's been telling everyone that "the baby is IN my Mama's yoni!" I suppose it only makes sense that if that's where it's going to come out, then that's where it is right now . . . oh well! Not as embarrassing as Lukas (6) telling his old preschool teacher, who we ran into on the street, that "mama is pregnant now and one time she peed down her leg while she was puking!"

Glad you're getting some sleep!

Sarah Friedmann said...

So glad you're sleeping *and* eating comfortably! - and wow, a dishwasher? You've created your own slice of heaven. :)

The exercise ball reminded me of a recent decision Jill had to make at work to 'ban' them for all staff seating. A visiting staff member's child decided to sit and play on it and, wouldn't you know ... it popped! (thankfully, said playing child was not hurt)

Guess word to the wise to 1) keep it properly inflated if you can't 2) keep Leigh from playing w/ it. Seems it might be difficult to prevent a toddler from that one!

giggleblue said...

ah, i got a puncture proof ball for the cat, mainly. he liked to test it out, have you. it's withstood quite well and i did sit on it at work in the later weeks.

still chuckling to myself about the thoughts on the birthday invite. i imagine for children, it takes time to realize that babies are here to stay.

hopefully some day soon, we will be explaining to pepita where babies come from and helping her to prepare for a sibling.

i'm truly happy for you two!

Anonymous said...

Dishwashers are divine. I don't think we can go back. Even though it was years ago and we've since sold it, I was incredibly proud of the portable dishwasher I got on craigslist - $25! It changed out lives.

Anyway, I'm glad things are going well even if you're a little spaced out.