The Peanut

Holy *&^$#%! We're going to have a baby.

For now, we call her/him "The Peanut" and she/he is due 5/28/2010.

Front-runners for names are: Virginia (we'd call her Ginny or Vivi, middle name maybe Bliss or Beth) and for a boy, Oscar (middle name the source of much contention, though we both like Wayne!). These are both family names for Steve. We plan on doing some more research into names when we visit the Holy Halls of Family Name Researching (a.k.a. the Mormon genealogy library) in Salt Lake City over Christmas.

For a part of my job, I teach classes called "Am I Hungry" which help people get in touch with their hunger/fullness levels and all the other reasons we eat. Of course, the end product of working on this kind of thing is that people end up feeding their physical hunger, stop when satisfied, and have better ways to deal with stress, loneliness, boredom and etc. Doing this work myself has meant I am not longer obsessed or fearful about my food choices, and I let my body take the reigns, paying attention to when it needs to be fed, and when it is satisfied.

In the past couple weeks I have discovered a whole new physical reason to eat that isn't hunger- it's called: "to avoid the pukes!" At this point, I'm wearing the acupressure nausea wristbands (they do actually lessen the seasick feeling!), and drinking lots of ginger tea too. I've heard lemons work- so Steve's at the store! This whole experience thus far has given me a heart-full of gratitude for my mom, and some awe and wonder at the thought of her doing this SIX times. Whoa. That's a lot of lemons.

I'm trusting in the process and my body, and marveling at the fact that the thought of ice-cream makes me sick!