Pumpkin Pie

I love pumpkin pie! I ate a bunch of it on Thanksgiving and over the weekend, but it wasn't enough. I made another one tonight. I also made a double batch of salsa last night. Mmm, salsa is my favorite food....even though pumpkin pie and salsa being mentioned so close together is kind of making me gag. ;)

I was so tired today at school. I went to bed much later than I should have. I am counting down the weeks to Christmas Break. I feel just like a student still. 19 school days left.

On my way to work this morning I saw the saddest thing. There was a small white dog lying at the side of the road. He had a faithful friend, almost a twin, who was circling around him. It broke my heart. I had to call Jake before I got to school so I wouldn't cry. I've been getting increasingly more emotional. I've really been doing so well. Pregnancy has made me much more calm. I'm more patient...I don't let things get under my skin much...but I have such an increased sentimentality. Lately the cause of freely flowing tears has been the thought of Jake not being around. It's not worry over what I would do as far as survival/finances go...but who would I talk to? And who would ever understand me the way he does? I think that's a pretty common thing to experience during pregnancy, but it's so consuming. I try to refocus my thoughts when I feel the water works coming on. I never thought I could feel love so much...and I know it will only continue to grow. I am so blessed. Blessed feels like such an understatement. I can't imagine having a better marriage. I thank God everyday for Jake.

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Oklahoma Rising

I have so much to say today...maybe. I've been thinking about a lot anyway.

First, on Monday I went to hear Edward Albee speak. He had a lot of great things to say. Part of it was overshawdowed by something I witnessed while I was there. I call it middle class ignorance. Four college students came in right before it started: 3 boys, 1 girl. The girl had a laptop. The girl was talking almost the whole time to the boys on either side of her...they were talking back. She was working on a paper on her computer. Just a bunch of talking and laughing, and here's this man who really has something to say and they weren't paying any attention. I'm sure a good intentioned professor offered some extra credit, but it was ridiculous. I teach in a school where everyday it's work to force eyes open. Here are students in college who get the opportunity to listen to new ideas, and they were acting like my freshman. I was a bit ashamed of my generation. Part of that feeling was probably a story on Sunday Morning. It was talking about how we're the coddled generation. As "we" go out into the workforce, management teams are having to find a new approach because "we" cannot be reprimanded. We've grown up with only rewards. "Everyone is a winner." I wish that was true...that it even could be true. It can be, but it's up to individuals, and until they're ready, it's not going to happen. I suppose the part that bothers me is that we're lumped together. I'm the same as those four students in the great generational clumping. Hmmm, I hope that made sense.

Thanksgiving is less than a week away...YES! I feel like I've been patient...especially since I've been really wanting it to get here since August. We're going to eat at noon. I figure that if I pace myself just right, I might be able to eat all day long. I'm going to try anyway. I have the perk of stretchy pants and everything! I can't wait to see how it goes.

Today is Oklahoma's centennial. They wrote a song to celebrate it called Oklahoma Rising. That song has been playing over and over again, and I think it's probably permanently stuck in my head. There's a fun, deep sort of pride here in this state. I like it. And I don't think it's just an overcompensation because there aren't any mountians ;).

Cora moves all the time. I found something I like about myself....Every time I wake up, my hand is on my tummy. I don't know if it's because she's moving on the inside and it's a natural reaction, like when someone tickles your nose when you're asleep. Or if it's just us bonding. She has patterns now. I know when she's awake and asleep. She's always awake around 3:00 AM...I'm hoping I can convince her otherwise when she gets here. It never ceases to amaze me that back in June she was microscopic, now she's a little mini human being with all of her parts. I wonder how weird it will be when she goes from being on the inside to being here. Even though she's just under a few layers of tissue, it's almost like she's in another world.

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I couldn’t hold out any longer...

I bought Cora some clothes for the first time. I went to Target with good intentions. I'd heard a rumor that diapers were on sale. They weren't. Wipes were, but I don't want to stock up on anything that could completely irritate her skin. So as I made my way through the baby things I came across the clearance rack. Yep...I did. There were some onsies that I saw right after we found out she was officially a girl, and I fell in LOVE with them. They were in the "Spring" section for babies coming around when Cora is (who smart to reserve a little section of clothes for the appropriate season for wandering pregnant women to stumble across). I was so good and didn't get a single one. Today, hoever, they were on sale. I could not resist. I bought 5! They were only $2.78 each. I bought two in newborn, two in 3 months, and 1 in 6 months. Those sizes will carry her through the summer, unless she's gigantic. I'm hoping for a 6 pounder in the beginning. That would be nice. I also got a super cute jumper. It's ivory and sort of corduroy-ish with little flowers on it. Ha, I'm looking at her little section in my closet right now. It's growing and so fun! I like looking at her little footed pj's. I just got giddy...okay, now diverting my attention.

I was wondering...when I'm through being pregnant...if I'm going to remember to zip my fly. Maternity-ware takes me back back to when I was a kid and had elastic waistbands. Maybe there will be kind people who will help me through a transition stage, if one does occur.

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