Hiya Charlie! I know I haven't written you a letter in a while - we've been crazy-busy this week. I had to go up to San Mateo for work, and because flying makes me a little nauseated these days, I drove, and your dad decided to come along. He hung out with friends of his in San Jose, which was fun. We left on Monday and came back late on Wednesday night - like midnight. Anyway, then Thursday was busy, and then Friday was Date Night, and here we are at a three day weekend. I think every weekend should be a three day weekend. The French are on to something with their 32 hour work weeks.
Anyway, I've been doing a lot of puttering around - I'm getting rid of more stuff, but this time it's on ebay. So that's been fun. And I'm listing a lot of books on Amazon.com to sell. Need to get rid of all this stuff so you can have an uncluttered home to come home to. It feels very freeing. The only thing I'm a little upset about getting rid of is the elliptical. Your dad and I had so much fun trying to get it into our little car - well, it seems like fun now - it wasn't fun then, when Costco had closed, and we were in the parking lot tearing apart the packaging trying to make parts fit in the trunk, and knowing that we couldn't go back in and return it if it didn't fit because we'd torn up the packaging. We bought it a day or two before the kittens were born, with our stimulus checks that President Bush decided to give everyone when the economy started going south. I use it a lot - watch The Daily Show and Colbert Report on my computer while using it. But we just don't have the room for it anymore. Even if we were able to get it out of the nursery, where would we put it? It's huge. It's gigantic. There's nowhere that it will fit in the house. I don't know. I'm still thinking about it.
Anyway, we also went to the lake yesterday, swimming for probably the last time this year. Which made me think that the next time I go swimming in the lake, it will probably be with you. That will be so much fun! We'll have tons of fun at the lake together, playing in the sand and splashing in the water. Man, it will be a blast. So we have that to look forward to next summer. I know you won't be able to do much yet next summer, but you'll probably enjoy sitting in the sand anyway. And maybe you'll like to touch the water. Who knows. We'll see.
Your dad and I also went to church this morning. I really think I've found a good church for you to be born into. It's Episcopalian, and they really embody everything that I think Jesus talks about in the Bible. They pray for good stewardship of the earth, and they're hip with gay people, and they're not protesting mosques, and they don't talk about fire and brimstone. Plus the priest is a woman. I think it will be a very good place for you to get to know religion.
We're making lots of decisions for, and about you, and you aren't even here yet. I guess that's what being a parent is about, huh?
Love,
mom
Showing posts with label simplifying. Show all posts
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Sunday, September 5, 2010
Monday, August 23, 2010
Busy weekend
Hey Charlie!
Guess what! You had your first taste of greasy (ie not homemade) pizza over the weekend! Your dad and I were out, and we were hungry, and it was either going into the grocery store to get something healthy, or it was pizza. Guess what I chose...mmmm....greasy pizza....yummmmm. Sorry if you didn't like it too much. Your mama loved it!
So yesterday was the five year anniversary of my first date with your dad. We had a fun day together, reminiscing about when we first met. And now we're going to have you! Yay!! At the pizza place there was an arcade and I kicked his butt in air hokey (ok, so the last winning shot was a little bit unfair - the waitress had brought our food to the table, and he looked over to let her know that we saw, and when he wasn't looking, I just hammered the puck right into the goal, one shot, beautiful). And then he won me a stuffed cow in one of those "make the claw get the stuffed animal" games.
Three days till my appointment with the doctor. I sure hope I get to see you again! And my at-home doppler machine should be coming soon, too. This morning it was in Chino according to the USPS. Maybe tomorrow. Then I get to hear your heartbeat whenever I want. Everybody keeps teasing me about getting a doppler machine, but seriously. It was only $23. I've spent $23 on stupider stuff before.
We had a stand at the flea market on Saturday and got rid of loads of stuff. I made $175 and we got rid of about 30 garbage bags full of stuff. The stuff that didn't sell went to the thrift store. Now we'll have some room to start making your nursery and stuff.
I'm making some chicken soup for dinner. The house smells really yummy with the chicken stock cooking. And we're listening to jim brickman piano music, because it seems appropriate for a monday.
According to the What to Expect book, you're doing a lot of aerobics this week - learning how to stretch out your arms and legs and everything. You're stretching out my belly, that's for sure. I keep putting the Burt's Bees Mama Bee stuff on my belly but I don't know if it's working. But you're growing, and that's a good thing. I'll trade a stretched out tummy for a growing baby :)
Love,
mom
Guess what! You had your first taste of greasy (ie not homemade) pizza over the weekend! Your dad and I were out, and we were hungry, and it was either going into the grocery store to get something healthy, or it was pizza. Guess what I chose...mmmm....greasy pizza....yummmmm. Sorry if you didn't like it too much. Your mama loved it!
So yesterday was the five year anniversary of my first date with your dad. We had a fun day together, reminiscing about when we first met. And now we're going to have you! Yay!! At the pizza place there was an arcade and I kicked his butt in air hokey (ok, so the last winning shot was a little bit unfair - the waitress had brought our food to the table, and he looked over to let her know that we saw, and when he wasn't looking, I just hammered the puck right into the goal, one shot, beautiful). And then he won me a stuffed cow in one of those "make the claw get the stuffed animal" games.
Three days till my appointment with the doctor. I sure hope I get to see you again! And my at-home doppler machine should be coming soon, too. This morning it was in Chino according to the USPS. Maybe tomorrow. Then I get to hear your heartbeat whenever I want. Everybody keeps teasing me about getting a doppler machine, but seriously. It was only $23. I've spent $23 on stupider stuff before.
We had a stand at the flea market on Saturday and got rid of loads of stuff. I made $175 and we got rid of about 30 garbage bags full of stuff. The stuff that didn't sell went to the thrift store. Now we'll have some room to start making your nursery and stuff.
I'm making some chicken soup for dinner. The house smells really yummy with the chicken stock cooking. And we're listening to jim brickman piano music, because it seems appropriate for a monday.
According to the What to Expect book, you're doing a lot of aerobics this week - learning how to stretch out your arms and legs and everything. You're stretching out my belly, that's for sure. I keep putting the Burt's Bees Mama Bee stuff on my belly but I don't know if it's working. But you're growing, and that's a good thing. I'll trade a stretched out tummy for a growing baby :)
Love,
mom
Tuesday, August 17, 2010
last day of the first trimester!
Hey Charlie Cheltenham!
Guess what! You're almost 3 months old! Woohooo! This is quite a milestone for a little guy/girl like yourself, and for mama, too, because mama's going to get some energy back. And the house won't be a disaster area anymore because I'll have the energy and inclination to clean!
PLUS after this weekend, when we go to the flea market and get rid of all our junk, the house will be so empty and it will be much less work to keep up with it. I can't WAIT! I'm furiously going through all my stuff really making sure that I want to keep what I'm keeping. And anything that doesn't sell is getting dropped off at the thrift store on the way home, so it's not coming back in the house. Seriously, Charlie, there is no reason why I need to have 8 comforters. We are two people with one bed, and occasionally get guests. That should mean, really, three, at the most. One for us, one for us when the other's in the laundry, and one for the occasional guest. But I have 8. Count them, 8 comforters. Why? Because I go to Target and I think how pretty they would look and how I would read in bed with them and be so happy, and of course I need one for Christmas and one for Valentine's Day, and it's all a big pile of crap. Sorry for using that word around you. But it seriously is. Charlie, you are going to be raised with minimalism. We are going to travel and live in lots of different places and have lots of adventures, and you can't do that with 8 freaking comforters!!! So your mama is selling like five of them. I'm so glad I'm learning this now, before I've bought a bunch of crap for you that you don't need!!
Oh, and your dad and I played the Name Game going down to San Diego the other day. We've talked about a boy name, and a girl name that we can agree on. If you're a girl, you may well be Hannah Skye. Skye like the isle of Skye in the UK. And Hannah because we love that name. That sounds pretty, huh? And there's a lot you can do with it. You could be a poet with it, or a CEO. Lots of options. Plus since I'm Heather, dad could get a tattoo of H squared or something clever like that. And if you're a boy, you might be Arthur Wells. Wells like Wells Cathedral, and Arthur which is both cute and kingly at once. Little Arthur Teysko. You could totally be a punk rock guy with that. Or you could be a CEO too. Or a poet. Or whatever you want. Arthur could take you a lot of places, I think. I really want to give you a name that's distinctive and memorable, but not necessarily too hippie (as Cartman on South Park says, "I hate hippies!"... Actually, I really don't, I just love that line).
We're still talking about it, so don't start practicing your signature yet, but I just wanted to keep you in the loop of what we're discussing for you. You're such a big part of our life, already. We can't wait till we get to meet you!
Love,
mom
Guess what! You're almost 3 months old! Woohooo! This is quite a milestone for a little guy/girl like yourself, and for mama, too, because mama's going to get some energy back. And the house won't be a disaster area anymore because I'll have the energy and inclination to clean!
PLUS after this weekend, when we go to the flea market and get rid of all our junk, the house will be so empty and it will be much less work to keep up with it. I can't WAIT! I'm furiously going through all my stuff really making sure that I want to keep what I'm keeping. And anything that doesn't sell is getting dropped off at the thrift store on the way home, so it's not coming back in the house. Seriously, Charlie, there is no reason why I need to have 8 comforters. We are two people with one bed, and occasionally get guests. That should mean, really, three, at the most. One for us, one for us when the other's in the laundry, and one for the occasional guest. But I have 8. Count them, 8 comforters. Why? Because I go to Target and I think how pretty they would look and how I would read in bed with them and be so happy, and of course I need one for Christmas and one for Valentine's Day, and it's all a big pile of crap. Sorry for using that word around you. But it seriously is. Charlie, you are going to be raised with minimalism. We are going to travel and live in lots of different places and have lots of adventures, and you can't do that with 8 freaking comforters!!! So your mama is selling like five of them. I'm so glad I'm learning this now, before I've bought a bunch of crap for you that you don't need!!
Oh, and your dad and I played the Name Game going down to San Diego the other day. We've talked about a boy name, and a girl name that we can agree on. If you're a girl, you may well be Hannah Skye. Skye like the isle of Skye in the UK. And Hannah because we love that name. That sounds pretty, huh? And there's a lot you can do with it. You could be a poet with it, or a CEO. Lots of options. Plus since I'm Heather, dad could get a tattoo of H squared or something clever like that. And if you're a boy, you might be Arthur Wells. Wells like Wells Cathedral, and Arthur which is both cute and kingly at once. Little Arthur Teysko. You could totally be a punk rock guy with that. Or you could be a CEO too. Or a poet. Or whatever you want. Arthur could take you a lot of places, I think. I really want to give you a name that's distinctive and memorable, but not necessarily too hippie (as Cartman on South Park says, "I hate hippies!"... Actually, I really don't, I just love that line).
We're still talking about it, so don't start practicing your signature yet, but I just wanted to keep you in the loop of what we're discussing for you. You're such a big part of our life, already. We can't wait till we get to meet you!
Love,
mom
Wednesday, August 11, 2010
More Clothes!
Hey Charlie Cheltenham!
According to usps.com, the clothes your mama ordered on Friday were processed through the sort facility in san bernardino at 3am, which means they will probably be in my post office today. HooRay! Dressing won't be so confronting now! I'm going to clear out all my regular clothes and box 'em up in the attic so I don't even have to look at them and lament not being able to wear them. And then, in 7 or 8 months, I'll take them down and it will be like getting new clothes all over again! Yay!
Plus, I have to say, this whole having-a-limited-wardrobe thing is quite freeing. I think I'm going to stick with it even after you're born. You know, believe it or not, there was a time in my life when I could fit all my important worldly goods into 3 suitcases. When I moved to England, I moved across the ocean with three suitcases. Three. And a carry on. And that even counted taking a bunch of cd's and stuff. Now I don't have cd's because everything's on my hard drive, so I don't even have that excuse. Yes, your mama would like to live a simpler life with less stuff. And not having a lot of clothes is a very good start. It would be nice to be able to open my closet doors and not have shoeboxes tumbling down on me.
I ate McDonald's yesterday. Sorry about that. It was the grilled chicken sandwich and a side salad, so it wasn't the worst thing on the menu, but it wasn't too good. Your dad and I were in a rush and I didn't have time to cook. Sorry :(
And I slept really well last night, though not long enough. But there's no such thing as long enough these days. I think 12 hours might be long enough. Maybe. But the little sleep I got was great. Hope you're feeling nice and rested in there. According to the What to Expect book, you'll be the size of a peach by the end of the week. Wow. You're growing!!
Last night Lisa and Helen called me Mama Teysko, and it felt weird. People are telling me I'm glowing now. Personally, I just think it's the new tinted moisturizer, but I'll take it :)
Love,
mom
According to usps.com, the clothes your mama ordered on Friday were processed through the sort facility in san bernardino at 3am, which means they will probably be in my post office today. HooRay! Dressing won't be so confronting now! I'm going to clear out all my regular clothes and box 'em up in the attic so I don't even have to look at them and lament not being able to wear them. And then, in 7 or 8 months, I'll take them down and it will be like getting new clothes all over again! Yay!
Plus, I have to say, this whole having-a-limited-wardrobe thing is quite freeing. I think I'm going to stick with it even after you're born. You know, believe it or not, there was a time in my life when I could fit all my important worldly goods into 3 suitcases. When I moved to England, I moved across the ocean with three suitcases. Three. And a carry on. And that even counted taking a bunch of cd's and stuff. Now I don't have cd's because everything's on my hard drive, so I don't even have that excuse. Yes, your mama would like to live a simpler life with less stuff. And not having a lot of clothes is a very good start. It would be nice to be able to open my closet doors and not have shoeboxes tumbling down on me.
I ate McDonald's yesterday. Sorry about that. It was the grilled chicken sandwich and a side salad, so it wasn't the worst thing on the menu, but it wasn't too good. Your dad and I were in a rush and I didn't have time to cook. Sorry :(
And I slept really well last night, though not long enough. But there's no such thing as long enough these days. I think 12 hours might be long enough. Maybe. But the little sleep I got was great. Hope you're feeling nice and rested in there. According to the What to Expect book, you'll be the size of a peach by the end of the week. Wow. You're growing!!
Last night Lisa and Helen called me Mama Teysko, and it felt weird. People are telling me I'm glowing now. Personally, I just think it's the new tinted moisturizer, but I'll take it :)
Love,
mom
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