he's got teeth.....
and he chirps like a bird, or maybe a pterodactyl.
and he says mamamamama
while gurling.
Friday, November 20, 2009
Tuesday, November 3, 2009
chocolate chip cookies with butter
I turned around to see Eli spreading butter on a chocolate chip cookie and then putting it in the microwave. It's probably one of the best things I've eaten since that coconut soup at that thai place in that town, you know, just north of that other town that everyone pronounces wrong which is just south of those nudie hot springs, you know what I'm talking about. Anyway, it was brilliant.
Hallah surprised us all with a total Noah/Boy/Eli move. the landlords recently shelled out a ton of cash to redo the steps that I was constantly complaining about. I went out this afternoon to sit in the indian summer with a mug of wine when I noticed a huge chunk missing from the new steps. Upon closer inspection, I realized that actually, three of the steps had chunks missing from them. I figured this had to have been a Noah move. The pick axe was not far from the scene and there was a busted up rock on the sidewalk. Just as Eli was giving Noah the lecture, Hallah chimes in to let us know that she thinks she might be the one responsible. Turns out she and Taya were busy trying to bust up rocks on the new steps. She still claims that it was one rock that chipped all three steps but frankly I'm not buying it.
Saadi in the meantime continues to be a smiley, spitty baby who laughs on the inhale. holy moses.
but my legs are finally waxed and I'm having some wine...which means i'm done here.
Hallah surprised us all with a total Noah/Boy/Eli move. the landlords recently shelled out a ton of cash to redo the steps that I was constantly complaining about. I went out this afternoon to sit in the indian summer with a mug of wine when I noticed a huge chunk missing from the new steps. Upon closer inspection, I realized that actually, three of the steps had chunks missing from them. I figured this had to have been a Noah move. The pick axe was not far from the scene and there was a busted up rock on the sidewalk. Just as Eli was giving Noah the lecture, Hallah chimes in to let us know that she thinks she might be the one responsible. Turns out she and Taya were busy trying to bust up rocks on the new steps. She still claims that it was one rock that chipped all three steps but frankly I'm not buying it.
Saadi in the meantime continues to be a smiley, spitty baby who laughs on the inhale. holy moses.
but my legs are finally waxed and I'm having some wine...which means i'm done here.
Saturday, October 31, 2009
Sitting, spitting, and eating
Saadi is officially, if not consistently now able to sit up briefly. Additionally, for a few weeks now, maybe it's been months, not sure, he's been spitting and gurgling. One afternoon I found him on the bed just spitting on himself. It was pretty cute and when I picked him up, the bed was all wet around him. Oh! and the picture reminded me, he's eating. Loves it, surprise.
He's big and just beautiful, and very charming. The hair has stayed and while he still has some mohawk left, it doesn't stick up the way it used to. It's just too long.
The kids all got their swine flu vaccines today. Saadi got the shot, which of course made my uterus and crotch ache, and Hallah and Noah lucked out and got the mist. Unfortunately their cousin Sophie got the flu, which turned into a terrible asthmatic cough which then turned into pneumonia. We're thinking of her. Additionally, Nan took a fall and had to have surgery. She fractured a vertebrae that I guess they had to wire up. She's in recovery and we're sending our thoughts her way too.
Otherwise, we just had some nice snow a few days ago but it's left the alley muddy as heck and I can't get the trailer back into it's place until the blasted/beloved snow melts and ideally the ground dries out a little. In the meantime we've got a ticket on it for it sitting in the street for too long and the 'neighbors' said they would prefer to have it off the street so they could have their winter parking. I didn't realize one could reserve those spots...
it's late and Saadi's finally out. I think I'll join him.
Monday, August 3, 2009
Moab Revisited
So Saadi and I just got back from Moab where we sent off Noah, Hallah and Eli, down the Green River for 10 days. Just seeing the rock formations made me a little dizzy, remembering that the last time I was there I puked anytime I opened my eyes. But after adjusting to the PTSD and the 100 degree weather, I began to realize that this really marks the one yearish anniversary of the conception of Saadi. Maybe most of you don't want to hear about this, but considering the unusual circumstances that led us to discover that we had this person dividing cells inside of me, it seems like it's worth noting.
We encountered 2 people who had been key players as last year's action unfolded. Player 1 was Thatcher of Tex's Riverways. He was the driver who drove us up the Colorado river in the jet boat and helped Eli carry me to the ER in Moab. When Eli saw him again this year, he asked how I was and whether the doctors ever determined what was wrong (in case there's anyone reading this who doesn't know, I had very severe vertigo that left me upchucking bile anytime I opened my eyes or sat up, like when I had to put on my life jacket at the confluence of the Colorado and the Green. A good friend noted that at that point I made it a trifluence.). It was only then that we realized that they were never told that I was pregnant. So Eli told Thatcher that it was in the ER that we were told about the pregnancy. I got to see Thatcher this morning and Saadi and Thatcher finally met.
The other player was an ER nurse named Darcy. When Eli and I were told that I was pregnant in the ER, we both very distinctly remember how hopeful, joyous, and optimistic the nurse was who told us. She had this brilliant smile and a light in her eyes. She was so happy to tell us this downright unbelievable information (again, for those who don't know, I had been using an IUD. I tell people that this was a refresher course in probability. If someone asks you if there's any chance you are pregnant, a .6% chance means you should answer 'yes'). Her optimism and enthusiasm got to us and weeks later we would talk about the way she affected us. Last night we all went to the Moab Brewery. The place was packed and we were waiting outside for our table to be ready. Eli came over with a lovely blonde woman. I saw him walking over and it was clear that he'd made some connection with her. Turns out he'd spotted Darcy! In that crowded place, he picked her out! He brought her over to me and Saadi. It was moving to finally introduce her to Saadi. She was the first person on this planet to know about his existence. And now here we were in the parking lot, a year later, with this beautiful boy with Godzilla hair and a cinnamon roll belly button, smiling his blue eyes up at her.
Saadi and I are home now in the relatively mild Durango heat (maybe it's just the laptop on my legs). Everyone else is on the Green, Noah with a gazillion different cuts and Hallah with an enormous goose egg on her head from throwing rocks in the air and trying to dodge them. They've also got Doug and Clare from Madison, Dick and Carolyn, and Helen, a friend who lives in Greeley. Moab weather is expected to be in the 100s, with little chance of rain. Which is good when you're trying to dodge flash floods.
nite
We encountered 2 people who had been key players as last year's action unfolded. Player 1 was Thatcher of Tex's Riverways. He was the driver who drove us up the Colorado river in the jet boat and helped Eli carry me to the ER in Moab. When Eli saw him again this year, he asked how I was and whether the doctors ever determined what was wrong (in case there's anyone reading this who doesn't know, I had very severe vertigo that left me upchucking bile anytime I opened my eyes or sat up, like when I had to put on my life jacket at the confluence of the Colorado and the Green. A good friend noted that at that point I made it a trifluence.). It was only then that we realized that they were never told that I was pregnant. So Eli told Thatcher that it was in the ER that we were told about the pregnancy. I got to see Thatcher this morning and Saadi and Thatcher finally met.
The other player was an ER nurse named Darcy. When Eli and I were told that I was pregnant in the ER, we both very distinctly remember how hopeful, joyous, and optimistic the nurse was who told us. She had this brilliant smile and a light in her eyes. She was so happy to tell us this downright unbelievable information (again, for those who don't know, I had been using an IUD. I tell people that this was a refresher course in probability. If someone asks you if there's any chance you are pregnant, a .6% chance means you should answer 'yes'). Her optimism and enthusiasm got to us and weeks later we would talk about the way she affected us. Last night we all went to the Moab Brewery. The place was packed and we were waiting outside for our table to be ready. Eli came over with a lovely blonde woman. I saw him walking over and it was clear that he'd made some connection with her. Turns out he'd spotted Darcy! In that crowded place, he picked her out! He brought her over to me and Saadi. It was moving to finally introduce her to Saadi. She was the first person on this planet to know about his existence. And now here we were in the parking lot, a year later, with this beautiful boy with Godzilla hair and a cinnamon roll belly button, smiling his blue eyes up at her.
Saadi and I are home now in the relatively mild Durango heat (maybe it's just the laptop on my legs). Everyone else is on the Green, Noah with a gazillion different cuts and Hallah with an enormous goose egg on her head from throwing rocks in the air and trying to dodge them. They've also got Doug and Clare from Madison, Dick and Carolyn, and Helen, a friend who lives in Greeley. Moab weather is expected to be in the 100s, with little chance of rain. Which is good when you're trying to dodge flash floods.
nite
Sunday, May 3, 2009
popular name
from my friend Michael:
http://names.whitepages.com/first/Saadyah
Michael is #4, Saadyah is # 1,599,765, (with only one other in Illinois) I think people will have an easier time finding him on facebook.
http://names.whitepages.com/first/Saadyah
Michael is #4, Saadyah is # 1,599,765, (with only one other in Illinois) I think people will have an easier time finding him on facebook.
Saturday, April 11, 2009
kekuta, little man, lil' bro, lil' dude
Born April 10, 2009 at 6:24 PM. All is well, we'll have a name for the little bro by his bris at the latest. The bris will either be in Durango or Denver, depending on how much it costs to get the mohel down here vs. us all driving up there.
Thursday, April 9, 2009
Wednesday, April 1, 2009
Monday, March 30, 2009
Belly
I managed to round up Jenny Gummersall to take some photos of the belly. http://web.mac.com/gummersall/iweb/gummersall.com/Jenny.html
I'll post more when I get more...
Monday, March 23, 2009
Saturday, March 21, 2009
To Make a Pregnant Woman Cry
Not that it takes much, but Eli's strategy was to read me this poem by Kahlil Gibran:
And a woman who held a babe against her bosom said, 'Speak to us of Children.'
And he said:
Your children are not your children.
They are the sons and daughters of Life's longing for itself.
They come through you but not from you,
And though they are with you, yet they belong not to you.
You may give them your love but not your thoughts.
For they have their own thoughts.
You may house their bodies but not their souls,
For their souls dwell in the house of tomorrow, which you cannot visit, not even in your dreams.
You may strive to be like them, but seek not to make them like you.
For life goes not backward nor tarries with yesterday.
You are the bows from which your children as living arrows are sent forth.
The archer sees the mark upon the path of the infinite, and He bends you with His might that His arrows may go swift and far.
Let your bending in the archer's hand be for gladness;
For even as he loves the arrow that flies, so He loves also the bow that is stable.
And a woman who held a babe against her bosom said, 'Speak to us of Children.'
And he said:
Your children are not your children.
They are the sons and daughters of Life's longing for itself.
They come through you but not from you,
And though they are with you, yet they belong not to you.
You may give them your love but not your thoughts.
For they have their own thoughts.
You may house their bodies but not their souls,
For their souls dwell in the house of tomorrow, which you cannot visit, not even in your dreams.
You may strive to be like them, but seek not to make them like you.
For life goes not backward nor tarries with yesterday.
You are the bows from which your children as living arrows are sent forth.
The archer sees the mark upon the path of the infinite, and He bends you with His might that His arrows may go swift and far.
Let your bending in the archer's hand be for gladness;
For even as he loves the arrow that flies, so He loves also the bow that is stable.
Monday, March 16, 2009
Names
Eli and I have been working on lists and lists and lists, focusing on poetry, meaning, prouncability, family significance, river significance, canoeing significance (email me if you don't know what I'm talking about and really feel like you need to know), and that might be it...
From my mother:"Nan says you are looking for a name – Nan recommends David and Merri (after her mother Mary). Deb says we should set up a name list (and pulled out Levine family tree for ideas) and an associated money pool. Jay says Deb is self serving and the baby should get the money. I say they will name the baby Moishe no matter what anyone says." (just a taste of the Sugerman side of the family)
In the end, my mother might be right, but in an effort to be fair and include a public comment period on the naming process I thought I'd include this post for you to comment on.
I will put down the name I originally liked best, which got shot down by the other primary stakeholder in the process-my beloved. The name was Zechariah Lightning. Zechariah is still in the running, but Eli wouldn't stand for Lightning.
Other names:
Boy: Oshaya, Oshri, Tzuriya, Isaac, Elijah, Ezra, Areli, Saadiya
Girl: Chaya, Chava, Chavatzelet Hasharon (we thought the family would really love that), Maksima, Matana, Paziah, Peliah, Peninah, Ranya, Ravital, Remazya, Setavi, Shayna, Nayeli, Malia, Levana, Nesiah, Nira, Netia
I know Eli has others, these are really just the ones I've pulled out. We liked the idea of having the middle name be Tremendous, but it just wasn't working...
by the way, names that we've already discussed that are out are:
Soup (Herb)
Prov (Herb) and
Pert (Herb).
xoxox
k
From my mother:"Nan says you are looking for a name – Nan recommends David and Merri (after her mother Mary). Deb says we should set up a name list (and pulled out Levine family tree for ideas) and an associated money pool. Jay says Deb is self serving and the baby should get the money. I say they will name the baby Moishe no matter what anyone says." (just a taste of the Sugerman side of the family)
In the end, my mother might be right, but in an effort to be fair and include a public comment period on the naming process I thought I'd include this post for you to comment on.
I will put down the name I originally liked best, which got shot down by the other primary stakeholder in the process-my beloved. The name was Zechariah Lightning. Zechariah is still in the running, but Eli wouldn't stand for Lightning.
Other names:
Boy: Oshaya, Oshri, Tzuriya, Isaac, Elijah, Ezra, Areli, Saadiya
Girl: Chaya, Chava, Chavatzelet Hasharon (we thought the family would really love that), Maksima, Matana, Paziah, Peliah, Peninah, Ranya, Ravital, Remazya, Setavi, Shayna, Nayeli, Malia, Levana, Nesiah, Nira, Netia
I know Eli has others, these are really just the ones I've pulled out. We liked the idea of having the middle name be Tremendous, but it just wasn't working...
by the way, names that we've already discussed that are out are:
Soup (Herb)
Prov (Herb) and
Pert (Herb).
xoxox
k
Sunday, March 15, 2009
Herb's Upcoming New Release
Expected release date for the new Herb is slated at April 20. (For those of you who are big pot smokers, I guess this is a big deal). I'm following suit with the rest of modern society and creating a way in which I can communicate with many of you without actually making a phone call or sending many emails. Terrible, isn't it? If you hate my guts for this, feel free to give me a call and tear me apart.
For those of you who have purchased a timeshare in the trailer, I'll be starting a calendar so you can reserve your spot. For those of you who have NOT purchased a timeshare, you'll be on the second tier for reservations. Trailer charity is welcome. For those of you in town, I'll be installing the composting toilet soon. Anyone who wants to help is welcome.
Here are a few photos of our fab accomodations.
Cozy, ain't it?
Oh, and the baby shower is March 22nd. If you didn't hear about it and want in, drop me a note.
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