They fall down
A few weeks ago were watching football with our favorite 19 month old N. She doesn’t watch much tv, but has seen a lot of basketball with her father. She thought football was way cooler and kept yelling, “They fall down” and laughing hysterically. This is also the girl who coughs a little and looks up to say, “I am sick”. In her best grown up voice. She is a pure miracle.
If N had been following me around this week she would have gotten a real kick out of me. Because, I fall down. Or rather, I fell down. Again. Black out. And have a couple of near misses since. I think some of the near misses have been “normal” light-headed episodes during which I panic because I get scared I am going to fall down again. Not productive.
I have spent most of my week in Drs offices while my ticker is talked about, looked at and photographed. The poor ultrasound tech who did my echo the other day exclaimed, “Those boobs just keep getting in the way.” She had a hell of a time getting a good picture of my soul muscle and couldn’t help herself. I laughed. These kinds of practitioners are my favorite. Because really - they do get in the way and they KEEP GROWING.
Everything is likely fine and this is just a part of this pregnancy. However, it feels good to rule out each medical reason. I just walk really slow and tell everyone around me that I fall down, so they should beware. I need a t-shirt with a disclaimer on it!
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Knitting is slow for me lately. I have started no less than four projects over the last week and have abandoned all of them. Partially because the pattern writer pissed me off, partially because I just am indecisive right now. I just cannot stand a poorly written pattern. If you are going to charge money for it - for cryin in the beers - please, please, please take the time to have someone test knit it and tell you how much your instructions are insufferable.
Oh, and turning a heel? Apparently beyond my ability at this point in my life. Is there a service our there? Turning heels anonymous? Turning heels 911? Turning heels-at-your-service?
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I mentioned a few weeks ago that I had flown to D.C. for my annual reunion with my college roommates. They threw a itty baby shower for me that was fabulous. Place settings for the eight of us, candle favors (to light while I am in labor), fun games (for real these were fun), and cool gifts. Check out what my best-girlfriends got me and Baby…
all filled with books. I am in love. I wonder if Rob can draw a lil’ bookish?
One of the games we played was super fun. I am so not a shower person and defo not a game player. However, this one was hysterical. Juli had gotten Rob to send her four pictures, two of each of us. We were all given a color copy of these, scissors and glue. The goal was to create Baby Bookish out of Rob and my features. Some of these were very very scary…but ultimately had us rolling with laughter.
These are my girls…
18 Responses to “They fall down”
Please stop falling down. I worry about you!
16 Nov 2006 at 12:55 pm
Aw sweetie, this sudden gravitational rebellion it wack! I hope it’s just a phase. I’m glad you’re getting it all checked out, even though it is most likely your body’s way of saying “Holy crap, we have an interloper!”
I love the face game! My favorite is the very last one. I’m sure Lil’ Bookish won’t look like a circus freak. I think we can safely rule out any recessive clown genes.
16 Nov 2006 at 1:26 pm
The whole falling thing scares the shit out of me. You need a t-shirt and on the back it should say “I’ve fallen and I can get up”. That’s sort of a good warning.:-)
You are so lucky to have such wonderful girlfriends. Sounds like you had an awesome time.
16 Nov 2006 at 1:51 pm
face number 3 from the left, in the top row, looks like me.
which of course according to debbie makes me a circus freak.
i’ll turn your heels if you need me to.
16 Nov 2006 at 2:01 pm
I’m glad you warn everyone around you. Very smart. I like the shirt idea, too.
Oh, there’s something about WEOB, tugging at my heart… but, really, they’re all ADORABLE!! How could they not be? What a great game, great group of friends. I’m glad you had fun.
16 Nov 2006 at 4:01 pm
Hopefully the whole falling down thing is nothing and will pass. Like you with my first - I fell down a lot! And always at the most impractical places, total public, everyone is looking at me places. Never once in the comfort of my own home
Never had the problem with the other two - go figure.
One of the things my doctors told me to do was make sure to stay cool and hydrated, it did help some.
What a great game idea. That’s one I’ll have to remember.
16 Nov 2006 at 4:10 pm
Yes, pleae, be careful
I mean, I know you’re already trying to be careful, and a million people have already told you to be careful, but short of me walking behind you all the time just in case, and I think you’d get sick of me really quick, I feel limited in how I can help you with this. Oooh - I know! Maybe we could set up stations along your day where we pass you water cups so you stay hydrated - kind of like the marathoner stations. That would be fun, and then we could also chant cheers, like in the Roy commercials. Book… Book, Book, Book… Book, Book, Book… BOOK, ISH, GIRL……
16 Nov 2006 at 5:44 pm
LOVE the tote of books.
I hope very much that the falling is a passing thing, and/or you figure out the cause and resolve it shortly.
16 Nov 2006 at 6:54 pm
I’m glad i wasn’t drinking anything while reading your post, b/c soda really hurts when it goes through your nose. Sorry to hear you are still experiencing the fall downs… glad it’s not anything wrong with your ticker.
Weob or Wonby. love the names your college pals came up with!
16 Nov 2006 at 7:18 pm
I love that your friends bought you books! My parents house was always exploding with books when I was little and I really can’t put into words how important just being around them was. Your friends are awesome.
Those photos remind me of Conan O’Brien’s “If They Mated” bit. Have you seen that?
16 Nov 2006 at 7:23 pm
Why did your post make me think the following:
Weebles wobble, but they don’t fall down.
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16 Nov 2006 at 8:47 pm
As mom always said, “This too, shall pass”. What a cool reunion! So good for the soul.
17 Nov 2006 at 6:30 am
I love that tote! Filled with books too? That is the perfect gift. What fabulous friends you have.
That does look like a fun shower game. I am going to remember that one.
I hope all goes well with your tests. Good for you to warn people - it is scary to see pregnant ladies falling! This way too maybe someone can stop you from falling.
N sounds adorable!
17 Nov 2006 at 8:13 am
Maybe you should wear a padded helmet (giggling). Seriously, I hope this is just a passing phase, ’cause it sounds scary.
What kind of sock heels? Short row, heel flap, afterthought? I like heel flaps, myself, I don’t like the wrap and turn thing as much as picking up gusset stitches, but I can do both. Send ‘em to me, I turn a mean heel…
17 Nov 2006 at 8:36 am
Clearly you should just stop standing up altogether.
Come to my house and live on the couch.
I love the picture game!!
17 Nov 2006 at 8:45 am
What clever and loving and creative friends you have! I especially love “li’l bookish.”
When I was pregnant I quickly found that I was much more comfortable sitting than standing, even before I had gained an ounce. Sometimes our bodies just take over and tell us what to do, everything else be damned. Best of luck — I’d recommend wrapping yourself with pillows held on by bungee cords. At least everyone who saw you would be forewarned. Altho the t-shirt is brilliant.
17 Nov 2006 at 10:17 am
Those composites are fabulous! What a wonderful idea. And yeah, you got boobs, baby.
U/S are your best friend. They tell a great deal noninvasively, almost painlessly (sometimes the probe hurts pressed against the ribs).
Get the tshirt and wear it constantly. Retire it after the third stage of labor. Be safe. We love you.
18 Nov 2006 at 5:27 am
T-shirt is a must. Be careful, girl! (And don’t worry about the brain drain … it’s a pregnancy thing. The faculties come right back when the baby is born and its time to function at optimal. At least until the sleep deprivation gets ya). Hang in there…
20 Nov 2006 at 4:13 pm