THE BUNNEE BUMP: WEEK 39

Dear Bunnee,

My belly is so tight that I can no longer tell the difference between a Braxton Hicks contraction, and you moving. Mama had a prenatal massage today and the massage therapist was convinced you were coming out this weekend. She said “wow, she’s trying to touch the ceiling!” while mama was lying down. I’m excited to meet you, but I’d be lying if I said mama’s not nervous either. But I know it’s going to be a lot of work for you too. One thing I know for sure; I know we’re going to make a good team together.

xoxo Mama

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PREGNANCY DREAMS: THE BIRTHDAY PARTY

And the pregnancy dreams continue. There’s never a dull moment inside my head during the night while sleeping.

I was at a child’s birthday party at Saddam Hussein’s house. Yes, Saddam Hussein.  And we were the only two guys there. Just my luck. And he was so excited that he wasn’t the only one. So excited that he kept me in the kitchen while the moms and kids partied in the other room. “Come, please sit, and eat,” he offered with a warm smile but slightly awkward.

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PREGNANT PAUSE

Can you believe it? We are just days away from Aya’s due date and not only did I get sick, but so did Ellie. Aw man! This was not part of my PHABing strategy! What about my list!? I still need to clean the oven, dust the picture frames, and buy a diaper champ! Will I get to complete my frenzied disinfectant style cleaning? Will I convince Aya to throw away her collection of Vogue magazines from 10 years ago? Will I have the house perfect for the arrival of our baby?

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THE BUNNEE BUMP: WEEK 38

(I’m “Singing in the rain” through all the emotional ups and downs of pregnancy. And yes, I danced down the aisle in these 4″ platform heels for my girlfriend’s wedding.)

Dear Bunnee,

Girl, I honestly don’t think you have much moving space left in there. Just stay comfortable as much as you can, okay?

I can’t feel a single kick, a squirm, or a shift from you without it affecting another part of my body. Whether it be my bladder, my rib cage, or my sides(it hurts when I laugh now because your back presses up against my side and makes it cramp), I truly feel like you and I are one.

I wonder if you’ll still remember my warmth, my cradle, my voice, my laugh…when I’m holding you in my arms?

xoxo Mama

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AYA, VELMA, and SORRY CHARLIE

My house is starting to get crowded. Ellie has her inner demon, Eloise, and Aya has her alter ego, Velma. And to cope with these added personalities, I turn into sorry Charlie. He can be found hiding in the closet crying while eating a Snickers bar.

Eliie and Eloise can be a handful, but Velma can be difficult on a whole other level.

Velma’s emotions are extreme. She’s either super happy and excited (like eyes dilated, crazy smile, jazz hands happy), cranky, or worn-out tired and crying. Or sometimes, she can be just plain scary.

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