What else would I be talking about?
Sep. 17th, 2005 11:20 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
altarflameReally there are a couple of other things to talk about. One of Grant's pictures won a ribbon and a $100 cash prize, for one thing :D He was really happy about it, and I was super proud. Ananda's also been making some really incredible art that I'm very eager to get posted - there are a couple of her things sitting in the office next to the scanner right now.
I took the kids out for the afternoon to distract myself (Grant ended up getting a ride to his places with Shaun). We drove up to Pinecrest and had lunch and light shopping at Wild Oats. This evening Grant was eager to go to a movie but not wanting to leave me and could tell I was losing my mind, still, a little, and so we ended up trading off - I went out with my sister to talk and hang out at Starbucks for a couple of hours, and then he went with Shaun to the movies. He got Isaac in bed and played with A and A on a couple of air mattresses while I was out. It was nice, too. Since I've been back I did a big space puzzle on the floor with A and A and got them a huge plate of fruit.
It's funny to see how people flip out about a gigantically pregnant woman with 3 small kids, maneuvering high chairs and carts and stuff and sitting down for lunch, with no other adult. I actually had people coming over telling me how good they all are and saying I was amazing. And of course asking when I'm due and if it's twins and if I'm SURE it isn't twins and if I'm sure about the dates and if I was this big with the others and and and and so forth.
Since being about to leave Starbucks with Laura, I've been having contractions again. 3 so far, about 15 minutes apart, long and strong. And I keep running to the bathroom again. Maybe it's just nighttime.
It's Ani DiFranco, from the song and album "Up Up Up Up Up Up". Not about impending babies persay, but about growing up in general.
"And half of learning how to play,
Is learning what not to play, and
She's learning the spaces she leaves
Have their own things to say, and
She's trying to sing just enough
So that the air around her moves
And make music like mercy that gives what it is
And has nothing to prove
She walks out
On a limb
And begins to build a home -
And it's enough, just to look around
And know that she's not alone..."
I took the kids out for the afternoon to distract myself (Grant ended up getting a ride to his places with Shaun). We drove up to Pinecrest and had lunch and light shopping at Wild Oats. This evening Grant was eager to go to a movie but not wanting to leave me and could tell I was losing my mind, still, a little, and so we ended up trading off - I went out with my sister to talk and hang out at Starbucks for a couple of hours, and then he went with Shaun to the movies. He got Isaac in bed and played with A and A on a couple of air mattresses while I was out. It was nice, too. Since I've been back I did a big space puzzle on the floor with A and A and got them a huge plate of fruit.
It's funny to see how people flip out about a gigantically pregnant woman with 3 small kids, maneuvering high chairs and carts and stuff and sitting down for lunch, with no other adult. I actually had people coming over telling me how good they all are and saying I was amazing. And of course asking when I'm due and if it's twins and if I'm SURE it isn't twins and if I'm sure about the dates and if I was this big with the others and and and and so forth.
Since being about to leave Starbucks with Laura, I've been having contractions again. 3 so far, about 15 minutes apart, long and strong. And I keep running to the bathroom again. Maybe it's just nighttime.
It's Ani DiFranco, from the song and album "Up Up Up Up Up Up". Not about impending babies persay, but about growing up in general.
"And half of learning how to play,
Is learning what not to play, and
She's learning the spaces she leaves
Have their own things to say, and
She's trying to sing just enough
So that the air around her moves
And make music like mercy that gives what it is
And has nothing to prove
She walks out
On a limb
And begins to build a home -
And it's enough, just to look around
And know that she's not alone..."
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