Monthly Archives: October 2006

It’s a Great Pumpkin

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I’ve learned there are three things you don’t discuss with people: religion, politics and the Great Pumpkin. – Linus in It’s a Great Pumpkin, Charlie Brown.


This is one of my favorite days of the years. One of the few times you can publicly witness adults behaving like children – in the best possible way.

Some links to entertain you today, Halloween.


Rolling, Rolling, Rolling

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I am dreadfully behind in posting and responding to emails. Thank you all for your kind words and support. I will get back to each of you. In the meantime – I am doing fine. I have had a few more episodes but no falling down which is really great progress. There’s nothing like falling over in front of coworkers and strangers! This is all likely a natural part of my pregnancy as I always had low blood pressure and have been experiencing severe preggers brain. I am not too worried – just trying to figure out what the triggers are so I can avoid future embarrassment.

As some of you know – I did not make it to Rhinebeck this year and I will be missing NETA’s SPA extravaganza in February. I will be in labor for the later and while I know that the hands of knitters is one of the safest most wonderful places to be, I am pretty sure hubbers would not agree.

As for Rhinebeck, one of my closest friends (Womb to the Tomb) planned his wedding for that same weekend. In Las Vegas. Rob and I had never been to Las Vegas and we would not have missed this wedding for the world. I hope to upload our trip pictures sometime this week. We spent four nights there and had a fabulous time. Really – we could have been in the middle of the desert WITHOUT all the boob cards, dinging machines, and blissful poolsides and still had a great time. Time with old friends (we’re talking 15 years old) is the great healer.

As if that wasn’t enough, I travelled last weekend to see my girlfriends/roommates from college. This is an annual reunion for us (our 9th), it has now been augmented with 3 babies and 2 in development. We all live across the country and make this a priority for one weekend a year. This year the goons surprised me with a baby shower. It was incredible and, honestly, the first time I have really sat, enjoyed, laughed, and dreamed about how wonderful this baby is going to be. These months have been filled with worry for me. Mostly because I am a worrier, it’s what I do, but also because our lives have been in pretty serious flux since April and just recently started to settle down. All the other demands have taken me away from all the silly dreaming and extended bliss that should be pregnancy. This time with these girls really gave me that perspective. I will post pictures and a few funny stories when I have a chance.

The one regret I have is that Rob and I were unable to travel to Elisa and Mike’s wedding celebration. Unfortunately my annual reunion with the girls is a “planned months in advance” kind of thing and, really, non-negotiable. I do not write too much about my everyday social life (or lack thereof). However, Elisa and Mike (as well as many other local knit bloggers) are a huge part of both Rob and my lives here in Boston. We have shared some phenomenal times and I regret that we could not be there for this. We did receive a VERY happy phone call from them and you could feel the love through the line. I would like to, very publicly, wish them love and happiness and they start this next leg of their journey as a team.

Daily Photo

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I love taking pictures but do not feel as though I am all that great at it. As I have written recently, I’m not so good at not being great at things.  My lack of skills has as much to do with my lack of knowledge about my camera as anything else. I came across a project/challenge yesterday on NikkiShell’s website.


Project 365

I am going to try this challenge. Unfortunately most of the pictures will have to be taken with my camera phone as our real camera is a bit too bulky to carry with me everyday.  My hope is that somewhere along the way I will either gain the skills or the confidence and our baby will have a well documented future.  (For the record, Rob is a great photographer.  Most of the pictures you see here are his.)

I have created a Flickr Album for this venture and will, hopefully, be posting photos here on this site too.

The first was taken on 17 October 2006


Rob is a sucker for the machines that line the exits at grocery stores. A quarter, fifty cents, what ever it takes to get the prize. His most recent acquisition was matching sweat bands, one for each of us. When putting them on we realized we had never ever worn wrist sweatbands before.  It was definitely a wonder twins activate kind of feeling.

The second was taken 18 October 2006


I had to stay home from work today, this picture was taken this afternoon.  The sweater is one that I am knitting for the baby that we are expecting in approximately 18 weeks.  The wrist bands are from the two trips to the hospital that I have taken since becoming pregnant.  Two of three times that I have EVER been in a hospital since birth.

The first visit, the yellow wrist band, was a Sunday emergency room trip for severe cramping at 8 weeks.  The worry was ectopic pregnancy, an ultrasound confirmed it was not and we were happily sent on our way having actually seen the blob growing.

Yesterday’s trip, the white arm band, was much scarier.  I fainted at work.  Thankfully I was standing next to someone and therefore, did not fall.  I have never fainted.  It was scary in and of itself but when you add the fact that you’re carrying a human inside of you that could be hurting.  Well, there are no words.  I hadn’t felt the baby move in about 23 hours.  My blood pressure remained low and the RNs at work (I work in a hospital) decided that I should be send to the OB Triage and/or Emergency Room of the hospital next door (my work hospital is a specialized outpatient hospital) via ambulance.  I laughed.  An ambulance to go across the street.  Dude, I could walk there faster.  I could take a wheel chair over there faster.  My coworkers and OBs office supported the RN’s recommendation.  If I fainted again I would be with people who could take care of me and, more importantly, the baby.  So, I was loaded up onto a stretcher, pushed past people in our lobby who are sicker than I would wish on my worst enemy and loaded into the ambulance.

Baby’s first ambulance ride, Wendy’s first ambulance ride.  What a bonding experience.

We drove, oh 3 feet, into the ambulance bay of the adjacent hospital and I was wheeled up to the OB Triage…a place where babies go to be born.  A premier woman’s hosptial.  My nurse, although at first gruff, was great.  Rob arrived in a panic shortly after.  I was stuck with an IV, given fluids and put on a fetal monitor.  The heartbeat was there.  Phew.  It was dipping a bit but an ultrasound confirmed that she was okay.

Rob and I spent about four hours there yesterday.  Mostly waiting, me resting, we were forgotten a few times (not unusual in a hospital of this size), and ultimately assured that everything looked okay.  We heard babies cry, ate really good cookies, and dozed.

The ultrasound tech gave us some more pictures of the babe, seen in the picture above.  She is the most photographed baby ever.  Her features are more pronounced and we have determined that she has Rob’s lips and chin.

My OB was on call at the hospital so I got to see her.  Judging from my bodies reaction to the fluids and the results of a blood test I was dehydrated and a bit anemic.  That could have caused the episode.  I have been instructed to attach a water bottle to my body, take iron supplements (in addition to the prenatal vitamin I am already taking), and eat regularly.  I was told to stay home today and go in for a check up tomorrow.  We already had our monthly visit scheduled for that exact time.

I haven’t done much today which is unusual for me.  I spent the day seaming the sweater above and wishing I could know that my body won’t fail again.  I had no warning.  It just happened.  The people around me, my coworkers, thought I tripped.  I thought I was going to puke.  Thank goodness it was just a normal everyday faint, I didn’t even totally black out.  However, I was out of control and that is a sucky feeling.  Truly.  I suppose it’s the beginning of a long line of lessons that teach me to let go…

In which the frame is revealed

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As mentioned in previous posts, I settled on a new pair of frames for my glasses. Those chosen were not among the ones photographed for your voting pleasure. They were, however, a direct result of your feedback. I would have never in a billion million years chosen a boxy, biggish pair of glasses for myself. Nothing like the internets to show you how to get things done.

The chosen one:


Presented to you in all of their fuzzy picture goodness. A la no makeup because, honestly, that is usually how I appear.

Here is another photo of the frames:

272707908_f914006569Cool huh?

The frames are very much like those that received the most votes (see nerdy graph below), except the ones I choose have a bit of color on the inside of the frames. You can’t really see the color in the above picture, it’s a nice green.

272711531_e7ad8e1741Frame #1 (pictured below) was the landslide winner, receiving 48% of the votes. Every vote was counted, even if it was made more than once or if an individual placed a vote for more than one frame.


Our Random Number Generator has picked a winner:

Commenter #17

Michelle from Pink Knits!

Michelle, please send an email to bookishwendy at gmail dot com and let me know what your favorite yarns are.

My favorite thing about these contests is getting to know new blogs out there. So many choices, so many amazing, creative, inspiring people out there.

Thanks for voting and for reading and for all the fun comments.

My all time favorite comment was from my Sandy….only because she used the phrase “honest to Bob”. Seriously, there are so many cool phrases out there, this may top them!