a new angle on jordan

i know this isn't the usual side view that will show you how much more of my body that jordan has colonized, but this is how i see jordan most of the time, so i thought i'd share. that's right. i can't see my feet. i had a dream a few weeks ago in which i could see them again, and it was AMAZING.

jordan rules

in an nytimes article about the gender-switching phenomenon in baby names, jordan wins out as a peacable kingdom existing between boys who hate being called leslie and girls who thought that only girls could be angels.

maybe we should really consider jordan. i mean, if the kid has been listening to us at all over the past 37 weeks (!!), then s/he thinks that jordan is really his/her name.

here's the link--enjoy!

BABY NAMES ARTICLE

our worst grade ever.

i report no new noteworthy event because all events are now noteworthy. this child will be here soon.

we have graduated birth class. we missed one in the middle (apparently a slightly important one) and were late to all of the others. also, we laughed constantly and could not perform a specific breathing exercise. this exercise consisted of sitting indian style across from each other, looking deep into each other's eyes, and breathing together. the longest sustain achieved by erin during this exercise: 7 seconds. then, she burst into hysterical laughter.

birth class: ridiculous.

example: the birth class den mother clipped a clothespin onto my ear to simulate labor. this makes no sense to me. and, i also kind of liked the sensation, and thought it might help me stop chewing my nails compulsively. i'm tempted to bring a whole bag of clothespins into the delivery room and perform a rustic acupuncture on myself.

another favorite example: one woman asked about post-partum psychosis, which involves mothers attempting to kill their children. her husband, a former durham city police officer, stated that there was one simple solution for this: 'mr. steel.' when pressed on who exactly 'mr. steel' was, he replied that it was his 9mm pistol. he looked right at the mother of his unborn child and told her that he would shoot her if she attempted to hurt his baby. no hesitation. he got the 'papa bear raging in the woods' award.

also, jordan really really likes watching 'jurassic park' with me.

Yep, That's It.

I'd like to think that you've temporarily named your baba after internationally famed and recently deceased fantasy author, Robert Jordan.  For some reason I don't actually believe this to be true, but it's kind of nice.  Jordan.  Yeah.

i can't read, but i need books

that's the name of jordan's wish list on amazon.com. we set up an account for jordan over the weekend and have slowly started adding books to it, so if you want to take a look, just go to amazon's wish list page, and type in 'jordan fehskens.' click on the link that appears, et voila. to get to the wish list search, go to amazon.com. then click on 'wish lists' that appears at the top of the page next to your cart. you'll see a box where you can type in a search for someone's wishlist. type in jordan fehskens, and click on the results.

we're so ready...

a conversation from this morning:

(erin is rooting around for her clean jeans, which she will eventually find in the bassinet)

erin: ted, all of your clothes are in the bassinet.

ted: i know, i'm getting it ready. it needs to be broken in.

erin: this was audrey's bassinet. she got it ready.

ted: no, no. i need to break it in. ted style.

erin: whev.

visions of jordan

we've just gotten home from an uneventful kroger trip (weird, i know), after another good visit with the midwife. jordan is measuring right on schedule, and in spite of my tipping the scales, we're both in good health. apparently jordan repeatedly punching me in the pelvis is not cause to worry, so that's good. i'll just have to figure out how not to flinch and jump and shout every time it happens.

the pictures here capture a few different moments. the first is fledge's attempt to incubate jordan and tell ted that he's really the father. poor cat. he doesn't understand anything. the second is a picture from the lovely shower that ted's aunts, memommy, and janet threw for us two weekends ago. i'm not sure what ted and i are doing, but ted's uncle steve is responding appropriately. we took the third one just this evening, so this is jordan from the side at 33 weeks. jordan actually has her/his back to the camera and is upside-down for the picture, but that's ok with me.