Pool side

As Jessica works it out in the pool every day my favorite part of this trip so far has been the endless road ahead. In the car where conversation is easy, never forced. Where she proclaims things and asks the best questions.

I love surprising her when she requests something from me, where normally I might find an excuse to say no, on this trip I automatically say Yes! Of course we will! Absolutely! That sounds like the best idea ever, let’s get going!

I don’t have room for tired, I’m on borrowed time of possibility. We’re saying yes.

We’re spending today in Madison, Wisconsin and tonight again too. Tomorrow we head to a camp for the final two nights of our trip. I told her about it yesterday, her eyes sparkled. Volleyball? Swimming!? Being outside, no Internet – a tree house!

There have been times on this trip where we disagree. Or I don’t really approve with her reaction to a situation, or her attitude. I am first, and always first, her mother. These things matter to me. You may not throw tantrums in public or private. A full belly is insurance for safe guarding against them, I’ve learned (the hard way).

On the first day – somewhere in the middle of Lake Michigan, I wrote her a letter in her journal. She was excited and tired and hungry and a little overwhelmed with the trip, with all the Yes coming at her, not so much a Maybe or We’ll See.

And in the letter I said, I hope we make a lot of memories together, unforgettable ones, and I hope you remember all the fun and all the Yes, I know I will. When it gets a little boring in the car or in the middle of an adventure – just remember the last time we laughed. I bet you’ll stop whining and you’ll forget about what isn’t happening – because together we’ll remember all of what already did.

Love Mom

In general, I just can’t stop smiling. Delighting in her joy, she is so contagious.

Belly dancing

Jodi sleeping with head phones straddled across belly in bed
Here it is, hard proof that we’re conforming parents.

A few nights ago we again broke out the baby bach for some good ol’ fashion sleep therapy. It obviously worked, as you can see, I’m sleeping … as is child in utero, apparently.

However, before I fell asleep we were watching the baby move and kick to the upbeat parts of the songs on my belly. He/She would be calm and relaxed for the appropriate lyrics and then fashion a new form of “belly dancing” when the lyrics and music so provided. It was, to say the least, a little fascinating.

We’ve only tried one CD out of the 6 we bought because only one mentioned lullabies in the title. And well, why would we use bath time music for bedtime, people? But maybe we’ll be crazy and conforming and throw caution to the wind and try a new one tonight.

We just might be that crazy.

27 weeks

Jodi's belly at 27 weeks
I get a weekly email from a website that details the baby’s progress and mine all in one. It’s very informative and fun to be in the loop on a weekly basis.

Today I’m 27 weeks pregnant. 11 more to go! (I’m being optimistic)

The baby weighs about 2 pounds and is 14 1/2 inches long. Can suck, swallow and breathe, although would need assistance breathing on it’s own if it were premature. Can get the hiccups and is in constant stimulation – the brain is doing some major developing. The baby can “think” already. Or rather, the brain is getting everything wired to do so. What a miracle. I just can’t believe it.

My body is the food source and the host home, so to say, but Aaron and I created this person who started from 2 things smaller than the eye could see and now he/she weighs almost 2 pounds – full of working organs, a beating heart, a brain making waves and the most beautiful face I’ve ever seen. I am so amazed and so in love.
Jodi looking down at her belly at 27 weeks


Thats right! We’re being featured on MTV’s popular CRIBS show …


But we totally got a crib the other night. I am SO geeked. Aaron’s parents actually saved the crib Aaron and all his sibblings used when they were infants, and they were kind enough to let us use it for our baby too.

It’s perfect. And it’s priceless because Aaron slept in it almost 24 years ago – and now our baby will sleep in it.

Of course there’s some wear and tear on it, what with 5 kids, I would sure hope so. It adds to authenticity of the crib – there will be stories to tell our baby about their dad and aunts and uncles and that he/she is sleeping exactly where they slept and how fun is that?

The nursery is DONE! We have the changing table, rocking chair, crib side/rocking chair side table, and CRIB!!! HA! I sit in the rocking chair every morning, and I rock my belly and at night I read to it by the lamp light.

I’ve been reading “I already know I love you” by Billy Crystal to the belly at night. He wrote it to his unborn granddaughter, not knowing what the sex was and when I read it in Barnes and Noble, I was sobbing. What a gift, a gift that through me I too can give to our baby, boy or girl … words from a grandpa who already loves them.

I wish I would have known about this book 3 or 4 weeks ago – I could have gotten my dad to write to our baby in the front page or sign his name, or read it on tape to the belly. Sometimes it’s so hard to think about going forward when all I want to do is go back to yesterday and hug him one more time. Or have him kiss my belly – he did that no matter what, every time I saw him. I know he already loves our baby and reading that book to him/her everynight is sometimes the hardest part of my day – but it’s the best too. Because in a way, every grandpa writes those words in their heart to their grandkids, and I know he’s writing them in mine everyday.