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! 


-mom.

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)






-mom.

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 ;)


Love, 
      Mom