Slideshow for the last few weeks

I haven’t written here in a while. I haven’t felt like sharing much. Maybe because the baby takes so much of me already, but it’s far less dramatic than that sounds. I’d gladly give it. I’m just staying quiet inside and don’t feel emotionally strong enough to delve into the goings on in myself or the world. I was listening to an NPR story this morning about dementia. That actress from Father of the Bride had written an article for Rebook about her mother who was suffering with the disease. They were talking about how strange it was to mourn a person twice: once when the dementia actually takes over their personality and another time when it actually takes over their body in death. She said she had to come to terms with creating a bond with that new person because she was missing out on who she had become, even if it was someone else. If you’d have given me another 2 minutes of that interview, I would have been sobbing, but I parked, turned off my car and got to work. I think it’s mostly the hormones, but even so, I don’t want to feel sad right now. I don’t want to grate against my bones like I was a year ago and sometimes that’s what you need to do to write. At least, that’s what I need to do.

Almost two weeks ago, I turned 30. I spent the week at my Step-mom’s B&B in Napa, went to the coast – Bodega Bay and Goat Rock Beach, watched the Giants lose in San Fran and had a few sips of wine mixed in with a lot of pool time. Not too shabby =) I also spend the week with my dad and two great friends, Pat and my cousin who is like a sister. I met her baby boy who is 2 months old and I watched Pat put him (crying) to sleep twice. Twice! He’s so excited and so am I, mixed with a little terror, anxiety, holy shit we have 3 months until we’re parents.

Goat Rock Beach

Goat Rock Beach

View from the hammock at the B&B

View from the hammock at the B&B

Summer in napa

Summer in napa

Pat and Mitch enjoying Irish coffees

Pat and Mitch enjoying Irish coffees

Golden Gate

Golden Gate

Taffy in Bodega Bay

Taffy in Bodega Bay

Black Jack (BJ). Morning hammock buddy

Black Jack (BJ). Morning hammock buddy

Beach belly at Goat Rock

Beach belly at Goat Rock

Big ole redwoods

Big ole redwoods

Friends enjoying hammock time

Friends enjoying hammock time

happy birthday cake for me! Big 3-0

happy birthday cake for me! Big 3-0

Napa County fair, 4th of July

Napa County fair, 4th of July

Pat and Baby Nixon

Pat and Baby Nixon

Sunset from the B&B

Sunset from the B&B

California crack

California crack

Irish coffees at Buena Vista Cafe in San Fran (mine was a virgin)

Irish coffees at Buena Vista Cafe in San Fran (mine was a virgin)

Giants game with the belly

Giants game with the belly

And here we are now. Today, baby and I are at 27 weeks, the last week of our second trimester. Lots of hiccups, likes to use its heels (ouch) and wiggles constantly. All is well in the womb.

27 weeks and Tula and my face wash.

27 weeks and Tula and my face wash.

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2 Responses to Slideshow for the last few weeks

  1. Ms. Moon says:

    Aw, aw, aw! Perfect. Sounds like a wonderful birthday. My 30th was a very good one too.
    And soon…the very best present ever. Oh god. That sounds so corny. Whatever. It’s true.
    I gotta ask one question- someone named their baby “Nixon”? Is that a thing now?
    And ONE MORE THING! Y’all sure are going to have a beautiful baby because you are two gorgeous people.

    • rachelvb says:

      Mary, it was a great birthday! Relaxing, fun. I couldn’t have picked a better spot to celebrate. I felt very loved and grateful to have the people I do.
      Yeah, my little “nephew” is Nixon. He’s the first Nixon I’ve heard of, so not sure if it’s a thing or not! I suppose the times have changed and we are all far enough removed from he who shall not be named =) That guy wasn’t part of our generation anyway so what do we care, right?! 😉 He’s a little love and quite the ham. And THANK YOU! I can’t wait to see its little face. Everyone thinks it’s a boy and I’ve had a few “it’s a boy” dreams, but who the hell knows. Maybe it’s a really fierce girl who wants to be a tomboy. All I know so far is this baby likes to move! It’s been at it all day. xoxo

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