Yoganaught Pop!

I taught my last class of the semester yesterday.  It wasn't my best, that's for sure.  I don't know if I made any sense at all.  I am very out of it these days and can't really focus.  But, now that it's over, I'm not going back.  Done with work, done with school.  I've made my arrangements for my GA to grade exams and compute final grades.  So I'm not going back there again until way, way after this baby is born.  It feels good.  There are always things hanging over my head at work, but I'm feeling pretty good about leaving them behind for a while and not worrying.  I've got to give myself space and time to focus on my new baby. 

I say all of this but I am teaching an online class in about 5 weeks.  I've got it pretty much ready to go I think.  I've cut the content back somewhat, something I know the students wouldn't mind since they always complain that I assign too much for a quick summer course.  I just have to remember to turn the course "on" so to speak when it is time.  I think I can handle it. 

It is funny to me how many students came out of the woodwork asking me for time, meetings, help in these last couple of weeks.  They are oblivious of course.  I've tried to be helpful but still, I know I'm not at my best.

Last Dr appt this morning before the excitement starts next week.  Should be fine. 

I am so ready.  I want my body back.  I want my hands and feet to return to normal.  Stop hurting.  I want to be able to hug the monkey closely again without the big watermelon belly in the way.  Let's do this. 

Mom's here!  She arrived last night.  She's about a week ahead of the baby.  Baby should be here between the 12th and the 14th at some point.  Could be exciting if it is the 13th because that's the Mister's birthday as well.  And Mother's Day I believe.  If he doesn't come before the 14th on his own, I'm being induced that morning at 9 am.   I'm hoping to avoid that.  As big as my belly is he's not really dropped yet and so he's got some moving to do. 

I've got to finish up 3-4 main things at work this week.  And then that's it for a while. 

Mom's got to get me organized here at home.  We've got to go through baby clothes and figure out what we've got and if there's anything we need.  We've also got to figure out how to keep all these baby clothes straight.  I doubt there's really anything to buy at this point (I bought a pack of newborn diapers already), it's just about getting everything figured out and ready for him.

Monkey is amazing and completely OBSESSED with the mister.  Just insanely attached to him.  Poor Da Da can't do anything without the monkey either following him around or telling him what to do.  Obsessed, I tell you.  I am often chopped liver and the mister is the only one who will do.  Not a bad thing, but pretty intense for the mister. 

So we're about 10 days out now.  Can't wait!

I thought that this was fun, interesting, and a good cause.  And actually pretty addictive.  I had to make myself stop playing.  Play Free Rice and learn some new words and donate some rice though the U.N.

Had a really nice breakfast with the women folk this past Sunday.  It was to celebrate the new baby.  About nine of us altogether.  We went to the ever-wonderful Hash House A Go-Go.  It was good to spend some time with the ladies.  And it felt like so long since any of us had been together socially.  And it was pretty clear that we were all craving it.  Gotta do a better job getting the women together.  It shouldn't take a new baby to get us out of the house and around each other. 

Anyway, thanks for breakfast and for the gifts.  It was fabulous to see everyone!  Maybe after this new little dude comes out we can do it again!

On the way in to work each day I have been passing a billboard that is an ad for a drink from Anheuser-Busch called Chelada.  Apparently it is a mix of Bud beer and Clamato, which is a mix of tomato juice and clam juice.  I find this very disturbing.  

The most beautiful baby I have ever seen.  So smitten. 

For the past four or five nights the monkey has gone to bed really easily and has been sleeping through the night.  (I hope I'm not jinxing us.)  The mister started something with the monkey that is just so sweet and I think that it's the reason for the calmness at bedtime.  Every night now we're sitting on the couch in the near darkness with the windows open listening to the various evening noises.  Crickets, dogs barking, fire trucks, planes, the wind through the palm trees out back.  And the monkey just calms down and listens and talks and hugs.  It is so sweet.  After about 15 minutes we say, Okay, time for night night.  And he says, Yea, okay.  And then he either walks with us or gets picked up and put in his crib in his room.  And that's it.  Totally calm, totally sweet.  I could just eat him.  And I credit the mister with this new sweet ritual.  Nice job, Da Da.

This weekend the mister, monkey, and myself went to Old Navy to get both the mister and the monkey some shorts.  A very excitable guy checked us out.  He was talking a lot while he was doing it and making lots of cutesie chit chat.  The mister paid.  We left the store and started walking (me waddling) our way down the mall.  The mister felt that the total was a little higher than expected and started reading the receipt.  We "pulled over" to the side of the mall.  In the bag were two shorts for the mister, three for the monkey.  On the receipt there were three for the mister, three for the monkey.  So we went back in and said that we got over charged by one pair of shorts.  The guy said no problem and went through the rigmarole of  the return/refund to our credit card.  Taken care of.  Not that big of a deal.  (But still good that the mister caught it since it was a $30 overcharge.)

We're walking down the mall again after this little episode.  I say to the mister, I guess he must have just rung one pair up twice.  The mister looks at me and says, Do you want to know what I think happened?  I say, Yes.  He says, I think that there is a computer program in the Old Navy system that randomly overcharges customers knowing that they won't notice on the receipt.  I say, I love you. 

He is crazy.  This is why I love him. 

I've been meaning to order Pilgrim Heart by Krishna Das for about 5 years now.  I first heard this album in a yoga class that I took on campus.  I was really struck by it.  It was so beautiful and mesmerizing.  I had never heard anything like it before.  Something in me has been keeping me from buying it though.  Maybe I'm afraid of buying chanting music?  Why?  I don't know.  I've looked it up online about 20 times but never bit the bullet and bought it.  Until last week.  I finally put in my order and it should be here soon.  The catalyst this time seems to be that I heard one of his records in my prenatal yoga class last week and it just felt so good to hear it.  I'd like to have it with me for the birth.  He's got lots of records but I went back and got the original record that I'm been meaning to buy all this time.  I'll get his others later I bet.

He's also got a really interesting biography if you want to check it out.  I won't relay it here, but his website is pretty good.
 

Pilgrim Heart

Krishna Das

BTW, I finished Spook by Mary Roach.  Awesome.  She is so good.  And I found out that she will be here in Las Vegas doing a signing at a Border's this week.  I'd love to go but have a feeling that it's unlikely.

Bonk: The Curious Coupling of Science and Sex

Her new book just came out, Bonk  .  This one is about sex so that should be fun.  I don't have it yet but it's on my list of things to get.

Yes, that means that she' got three books out: Stiff, Spook, and Bonk.  How can you beat that?  See why I like her so much?