Friday, January 12, 2001

And the real count down begins...

Well, this is it! I am officially out on maternity leave. I just finished my last day of work and I will spend the next 2 weeks getting ready for the big day. Hopefully it will be 2 weeks and not tonight when I get home. I could use the rest and the time to get ready. Everyone at work has been so great not only for the past 9 months but for everything they did to make my last day special. I was treated to a beautiful cake, munchies and presents galore. All the hugs were nice too. I was overwhelmed. Thanks to everyone at for your generous spirit.

Wednesday, January 10, 2001

Winter Wonderland?

For those of you that are not lucky enough to live in the snowy tundra that is called Western New York State, I would like to inform you that it is snowing again today. I think this is the 20th day in a row that it has snowed in this part of the state. The morning and evening commutes have been kinda messy. You would think that people around here would be used to this kind of weather. After all, this is where the term "lake effect snow" was coined. You know that you are up for some bad weather when the flyers in the elevator show a little cartoon of a guy falling down with a big red warning saying "Watch your step...wear appropriate shoes!" Oh, well...I actually like the snow but I like it best when I can stay in my flannel PJs and snuggle on the couch watching sappy 1980s movies like "The Breakfast Club" and "Pretty in Pink."

Monday, January 08, 2001

Hello everyone! Weekend update...

Hi all. I have not blogged in a while due to stagnant happenings and blog problems.

This weekend was a busy one for me. On Saturday, I was the center of attention at a wonderful gathering of friends who put on a baby shower for me (thanks Cynthia and Kathy). Baby CJ got alot of great loot...lucky for me I have friends with great taste.

It was quite an adventurous afternoon. The guest list was comprised of a very ecclectic group of people that have been my support system for the last 4 years or so. I have a couple of friends that are passionate natural childbirth, midwives vs. Doctors, vegetarians, breast feeding etc. and I have other friends that are women of science (Physicians of Internal Medicine) all of which have experienced the joys (and pains) of child birth and child rearing. I knew that disagreements would happen and there was a long debate on epidurals vs. drug-free birthing practices and of course I was caught in the middle. For a moment I felt like Madeline Albright during the middle-east peace talks while Jenny snuck away towards the cookie plates at the other end of the room (traitor). Funny thing is that I agree with both sides so my decision...if I need the drugs I'll ask for them. I know what I can handle and I am not going to pretend that I am not scared of the whole thing. Believe me, if I could keep the child in until they can figure out a better way of getting him out...maybe by teleportation or something...then I would, but for now I have to have confidence not only in something that for centuries has seemed to work right (like the female body) but also in modern medicine. Bottomline is that I choose not to take any risks when it comes to Baby CJ...the risks for me being the potential effects of drugs on one hand and the risk of not having appropriately trained people around me because this is not really about me anymore, it is about a new little life that I chose to bring into this world and I hope that I am making all of the right decisions to ensure a healthy child.

Okay, enough of the soapbox edition...other happenings include a little peep show by Mason (3 years old) as he proceeded to walk around with his pants around his ankles giggling "Hee, hee look at me" to the other 2 little girls at the shower. Very amusing...good for Mason...not ashamed of his body...yet. Poor Jenny getting an earful of all of the horrors disguised as miracles that we call child birth and the joys of family. Trying to keep Maia and Hannah from arguing over who was going to help open presents. Quite amazingly, these 3 year olds displayed a very cooperative and helpful dimeanor despite the temptation of presents and wrapping paper. Good job, Ladies! Finding little 6 month old Siena under some tissue paper...phew she was alright and having so much fun that Lara just put the tissue paper back on top of her. And being entertained by GW in his little Kangaroo pack. His mom stuffs him into a sling by folding him up like a pretzel. He looks soooo cute and content when he is in this contraption. I hope my baby is like GW.

Night time fun! That night, Ken and I went to the annual Strong Medicine Holiday party. It is a black tie optional event where all of the big wigs and lowly interns/residents hob knob for one glorious night at a local country club. The event usually includes drinks, food, dancing and the 3 year residents' video production of a collection of skits a la Saturday Night Live. Usually very amusing. I had to stuff myself into a dress that I had worn to a summer wedding (when I was much less rotund) and try to look as "sexy" as I could while surrounded by all of the little miniskirt wearing girlies. We did not stay and dance as we usually do because my feet were suffering from major swelling (I tried to fit them into shoes that were too snug). But all in all it was fun to see everyone. Luckily, I was in a room with plenty of Docs so if I did go into labor there was plenty of support on the premises. I slept all day on Sunday. I guess Saturday and Saturday night were just too much for me. What a wimp!