Monday, December 26, 2011

A Letter from Aunt Jaime...

Calamommy & Calababy (Deks),

​You are about to come into some wealth.  You don’t know it yet but you are on the cusp of a great inheritance: Grammy and Poppy.
​CalaMommy, I can’t count the nights of worry when my Calababies were fevered or coughing and I didn’t know what to do.  I always called Grammy.  No matter how late it was, she would rise from her warm comfy bed and come to the phone (Calababy—you won’t believe this but there weren’t cellphones back then).  As I related the symptoms, she would listen and advise me; more valuable, she would comfort and reassure me.
​Calababy, your Poppy will take a million, billion pictures of you—amazing pictures.  He will teach you to laugh at silly jokes and silly monsters.  He will introduce you to the greatest silly monster of all…Godzilla.  He will pray for you and love you in the quiet of his heart.
​Your Grammy will color with you and build Lego structures with you.  She’ll bake cookies and smile and laugh with you.  She might take you to a museum or a park or a movie.  She’ll love spending time with you and watching you grow.  She will pray for you and love you in the quiet of her heart.
​My Calababies were blessed beyond measure by their Grammy and Poppy.  They are no longer babies but Grammy and Poppy still love them and pray for them in the quiet of their hearts.
​And for this I am eternally grateful.
Aunt Jaime

Tuesday, December 13, 2011

10 fingers...10 toes...and still my belly grows and grows!

 164 days to go!

Dear Deklan,

              Hi, My BABY BOY! On Friday, Dec 9 Daddy and I could not wait any longer so we went to "Sneak Peek" and discovered you are a boy. You were really funny, too. At first, we counted your baby toes, and your baby fingers, and made sure you had 2 ears and a button nose. Even half baked, you look perfect. We couldn't quite tell your gender though because you were being modest. Your profile, even this early looks your daddy's. Your personality, however, seems like mine and here's why-

First, you covered your parts. But then, it really seemed like you were listening to us. You kept moving around in there, showing off and doing flips. Then you tugged on your ear as if to say, what? you want What?? Then you moved your little hands, and you threw them up above your head showing the camera all your baby bits! Joel said, He's a boy! and he had this huge grin on his face. I cried a little, but not out of sadness. I was shocked! We thought you were a girl! I was overwhelmed with how I would take care of you! (but I'm sure I would've felt that way either way). Wow, a boy, this is great! ...and we named you Deklan Lavelle Calahan.

Love, Mom & Dad

P.S. Wanna see your ultrasound pics from this day?              click on  3712     password-  1209ec

Wednesday, December 7, 2011

You're no Tadpole Anymore!

170 Days till I kiss your little bitty face off!

Dear Calababy,

              It's been a while, but a lot got done since I last blogged. Let's see....You're about the size of an avocado and by then end of the week you'll be double that! We are going to make some sweet guacamole!

             I got an internship which means I'll be doing therapy for free until I have enough practice to go out on my own and be able to make some real money and buy you cool toys. Actually, at first I thought I wouldn't get any internships because I want to take the Summer off to spend with you, and then I got offered 3! I took 2 of them. They are both Christian counseling centers, and I hope that this helps Daddy and I get more in touch with our faith so you can, too, someday.

               I became Vice President of Memberships to our school's Honor's society. This is no small job, as I'm coming to find out. I thought it was one little teeny weeny party once a year, but I'm excited and a little overwhelmed to learn that it involves a lot more!

               I got an article published in the Journal of Feminist Counseling (or something like that) HA! I don't even remember... It was small, just a movie review having to do with therapy and women in the military. But, that lit my fire for wanting to publish more. So, I just submitted a second article to a child psychology journal to see if they like the intervention my friend Laurie and I worked on! ...Maybe I'll try it on you someday... I'm going to try and submit a 3rd article later, and then I hope/imagine that on those rainy days alone with you, while you're taking a sweet baby nap, I'll write books.

                All this stuff is really hard work, but it's fun at times, too. I really miss spending evenings with Joel, though. He is working hard because it's the end of the year and there's about 1 million Christmas parties and places to be. Daddy likes to stay at home and relax. We are so excited for you, but at the same time we are trying to soak in any symptoms of boredom while we can since we figure that with you, we will never be bored again.

                In other brief news, your room is painted, I quit one of my jobs today and I will really miss it (I can't wait to bring you there and meet everyone!), and I am excited to buy furniture for you next month or so maybe.

Tuesday, November 8, 2011

10 Ways How Having a Child Inside You Makes You Act Like One...

11 weeks

Dear Calababy, 
These are a few things that I have come to realize only after having become pregnant... I blame You.

1. Today, I'm wearing a dog bow in my hair because I was convinced it looked cute. 
2. I have cravings for PB&J on white bread with the crust taken off. 
3. I can't seem to keep my finger out of my nose. 
4. The other day, our cat scratched me and I cried HARD. I then asked Joel if it was all across my back and he said it was tiny. 
5. I hate ALL vegetables, even the ones I used to love. 
6. I wore my hair in pigtails the other day, despite that I'm 26 and I'm training to be a therapist.
7. I compulsively check under the bed for "monsters"
8. I find myself watching "Fish Hooks" and "Phineus & Ferb" more than I should admit.
9. I bought glittery shoes from Target's kid's section (for myself) ..with Hello Kitty on them.
10. I've been using Kid's Crest because the regular mint flavor is too "spicey"

Thanks, kid. I can see you're going to be some trouble ;)


Sunday, November 6, 2011

When you're smilin'

11 weeks...

Dear Calababy, 

I had this really funny dream that I just had to share... 
              I dreamed that my whole family was over at your Grandpa Dale's house. Even your Grandma Carol was there and other people were showing up by the dozens it seemed. (I should explain- I often dream that Grandma Carol hasn't really past away, but that there was some kind of mistake and she's home for good now). Anyway, so Grandma Carol and I were talking about me finishing up grad school. I said, "If I have to relive your death one more time, then I'm going to just take time out from grad school; I can't do that again." She said things like she would say, "you can do it, everything will be ok...don't worry about that now...". AND that's when I went into labor with you. Now, I've dreamed before that you were a boy, but this time you were a little girl, and you were a week early. Your daddy had just left to go get something with some friends/relatives and they were headed back soon, but I knew he would be sad he missed it.  
             You came right out, surprisingly easy and I think it was your Aunt Janet who delivered you (because she's a pediatrician; lol) right in the middle of the living room (bet Grandpa's going to love that...). You had a cute little pink hat on. 
             This part is the best- so I think we were setting up for a Christmas party or something originally because there was music playing. Your great Grandpa George's song came on the radio and you were singing along in baby language! "When you're smiling, the whole world smiles with you..." I remember thinking, "She is so smart!"
            So then (and remember dreams are weird at parts) I layed you in a tool box in the garage so you could rest. I had forgotten to tell Joel! I called him and left a message with your Grammy, while making sure to tell her about your singing. Then I went and got you out of the garage (I felt guilty for forgetting you were there for a second, not because I laid you in the toolbox, a reasonable choice...).
Then your Grandpa Dale was holding you and he was helping your cousin Kyle (who looked about 5 in my dream when actually he is 18/19) hold you by laying on the couch really still and laying you next to him with his arm around you. 
           I hadn't named you yet! For some reason I wanted to name you Mia, (but really I don't) but I also didn't want to decide until Joel got home.  
           And that's it. I woke up, but without even opening my eyes, I told Joel my dream and we are so excited to find out if we will have a little boy who looks like Joel or a little girl who sings :) Either way, we will all be there to welcome you. 

LOve , 

Thursday, October 27, 2011

What I'd like to put in your genes pocket

211 days till we hold you....

Dear Calababy, 
           Enough of this sad junk. Let's talk happy. I have some awesome friends and family. I think you will feel probably pretty comfortable around them because they are genuinely nice people. I hope you have friends like this, and not jerk-friends. Today, at work my friends made me laugh by reading from this FML website. I can't tell you what that stands for until you're older. So anyway, it was super funny. I almost peed a little.

                  Gordon                                          Amna (my office mate)                         Allison

           Also, my brother is pretty awesome. He's your Uncle Doug. He finds humor in the littlest things, and that's why I approve of him as my bro-ski. So learn to be funny ok? It's important because it'll be hard to be angry with you if you're being so dang cute. Also, people will like you. Also, I will like you. (just kidding I'll most likely like you anyway...) Oh! and sarcasm! You'll need that, too. Doug & Cousin Tyler

           I hope you also learn to be direct (man, am I being demanding or what?). For example, I've been working on this quality and it has been difficult. My Uncle Mike told me once that little girls are taught to be nice and sweet and to not upset anyone, but this becomes a problem when a girl starts to practice assertion and direct-ness. So, today this dumb guy in my office was being a little tattle-tale and he went behind my back to tell my boss that I made the littlest mistake. Such a jerk-hole. My boss didn't even care- she even kinda rolled her eyes when she told me. Anyhoo, so I decided to go talk to HIS boss and be super sweet and nice, and search for resolution on the matter (i.e. back up and mind yo bid-ness). It worked!
         Also, our receptionist sucks. She's old and probably still watches VHS. Since she has trouble with the computer and checking in students for us, I talked to her and showed her how to do her job. Now, she's awesome and I resent her much less.

        And finally, I made a new friend today. Her name is Cheryl and she works in the office directly across the hall from me. I never really knew her until today even though we exchanged pleasantries often. The woman is a saint (and that jerk-face's boss). She gave me such helpful advice for being direct, both int he office and in therapy and I feel her example is invaluable. I feel much better about being no-showed by clients and walked on by people. I feel renewed.

         Hooray for being direct! Don't let it take you 26 years like it's taken me:/ Cherish those people who build you up. There just going to be crappy people out there and there isn't anything you can do about it, but to be direct with them and say, "Hey, can you knock that off? You're bugging the crap out of me." (lol I picture you as a baby trying to say that and it's hilarious)

Remember these faces. I'll quiz you later...

Love you bunches! 


Thursday, October 20, 2011

The Invisible String

219 Days Until We Hold You...

Dear Calababy,

               Mom here. I really miss your Grandma Carol. You have two- one Grammie Carol (Joel's mom) and one Grandma Carol (my mom). Specifically, right this moment, I really miss my mom. You may even know her already because she told me of you in a dream about a week before I knew I was pregnant. She was sorry, she said, that she was missing out on being here physically for you and me. She was so neat. She always kept a clean house, she sacrificed herself for her family all the time, and she never complained, but instead assumed the best in everyone. She always wanted everyone to get along. She hated if anyone's feeling were hurt. She held our family together, and sometimes I feel lost without her. 
               I suspect you'll turn out like her (even if you're a boy). A sweet little soul, polite and inquisitive, witty and caring... That's what you are. A pea in my pod. Even though I don't always act the kindest, especially with hormones flaring, I care about people a lot. Sometimes, I care for so long that I begin to feel I ignored myself, or bottled up my feelings until they explode. Don't do that. It doesn't work out well, and it's not nice. Just find contentment in being my little pea. Stay in there and be warm and snuggly, and know that we are practicing to be the best people we can be before you come out. We are patiently waiting to have your little hand in ours. I know you will teach me novels about life.
                Not to worry though. I am going to read this book to you, The Invisible String. It's to show you how no matter how near or far any of us are to each other, there will always be this little string that connects us. Right now you couldn't be closer to me but soon enough we will grow a little farther and farther apart (in good healthy ways) and we will forever have our hearts connected to Daddy, Grammie, Poppy, Grandpa, Grandma,...and all your Uncles, Aunties, and cousins... AND Great Granny (Oh, she is so awesome), plus you're other Great Grandmas, too! It is going to be so cool! I will even make you a little bracelet like these below so you can see what I mean. I may feel frustrated today, but even my little string to Grandma Carol is not severed. I just have to feel around for it again.      

I hope you are soaking up all my kindness and that explains why I lash out sometimes at others... HA! That'd be a great excuse!
Love you lots and lots  OILY! (like Grammie says)


Sunday, October 9, 2011

Our New Home

229 days till we hold you...

Dear Calababy,

              Well, we moved into a new home last Wednesday and we have already had 3 house guests. On Wednesday night your grandpa and great-grandma came to visit and spent the night. Then, on Friday, your Auntie Julie visited Vegas for the first time! We showed her the strip and Red Rock Canyon and she took us to The Lion King show. I don't think you liked the noise because you made me sleepy and nauseous by the second act. That's ok though. You were probably upset because you couldn't see the best part- the costumes!
              We are enjoying the house a lot and your pets are enjoying it, too. There are 4 bedrooms and 2 bathrooms, and tons of space to play in. I can't wait to start decorating your nursery! Grandpa brought with him a baby chair that I am pretty sure I used to sit in as a baby. I'm going to sand it and refinish it for you. There is so much to do!
                All this excitement makes it hard to focus on work and school, but hopefully that is somewhat temporary. Even though having a baby is exciting, we also need income and education, and self discipline- did you know some people pay $500 per week for day care?? You probably didn't, you're just a baby, but that's a lot, and thinking about it makes me very anxious. I am often anxious, though. It's a Watry family trait I think. Your great-Grandpa and Grandma Carol were worry-warts. This may be something you'll have to get used to. Take things in stride though, they always work out, and sometimes it's good to worry- it means you're a thinker. Just take it from us, don't let worry consume you; we will hold your hand the whole way.
             Hi Baby, it's your dad.  Like Momma said, we are very excited to have a house that you will be able to enjoy and run around in.  I'm sure Keeley will be excited to have a new member in the family and someone else to protect and love.  I look forward to building your crib and preparing our house and your nursery so that you'll feel like you're at home the moment you arrive!  I'm so excited to meet you and hold you, and help you learn all the ways of the world.  But until then, I'll try to be content with these little blurbs that your mom likes to share with the world.  She's by far the best mom you could hope for (even if she worries a bit much sometimes)!  We love you very much!

Love you lots,

            Mom & Dad

Sunday, October 2, 2011

We Are Pregnant!

237 days till I hold you... 

Dear Calababy, 

              ...At least that's what we call you for now. You've been with us (presumably) 6 weeks now, and things are feeling a little crazy. Today, Daddy is gone to work an airshow in California. He is blowing stuff up (he'll show you how to do that some day, safely). I feel very hormonal. I cry a lot but not usually because I'm truly sad or mad, but I think that is just what my body thinks it needs to do. Sometimes, it's so embarrassing. I cry during American Idol (which is a stupid show, please don't ever watch it), I cry during class, I cry in the car... you'd think I'm running out of water here. I may have shriveled up like a raisin by now if I weren't drinking so much water. 

                Speaking of water, today I am dog-sitting. Keeley has her best dog-friend, Bella, here and they are spilling water all over the floor. They don't ever settle down but they are so cute together. Ocki watches patiently from the sidelines like a little gargoyle sitting on the back of the couch.The girls (the dogs) drive me so nuts sometimes that yell at them to stop jumping around, and it makes me anxious for the future when I'll have to discipline you. I hopefully won't have to yell, often (or at all, but let's be realistic here- somewhere in 18 yrs at least, there will be some yelling). I don't know what I'm going to do... for now maybe I should try a nap. You should try that, too. Grow slow, and grow healthy. Thanks for not making me sick ;)