D. Family Coffee Break

You know it- the staple food for well, a poor college kid, or a poor just out of college kid.  How Wyatt snuck these into the grocery cart on our last market trip, I have no clue, but I was just not in the mood to fight it.  So, we made Ramen.  For years Wyatt has told me how much Ramen he consumed in college and how he knows how to make it.  Last night, I found that he makes it incorrectly.  How does one mess up ramen?  I'm not sure, but it happened.  I watched it happen right in front of me. Directions on the back of the bag: 1- heat 2 cups of water in a pan. 2- place noodles in boiling water for 3 minutes 3- turn off heat and pour in seasoning. Ideally, the above directions should leave you with noodles and soup.  Before I could even begin eating Wyatt looked at me with disgust.  "WOW!  That's how you make ramen," he exclaimed.  Yes, just like the directions say," I responded.  "Why does it have so much soup!...

Between weeks 14 and 15, my "maybe bump" has transformed into a real bump. Now that we're 16 weeks and one day, this kid's getting a little bit bigger...  You'll be happy to hear that I've now begun taking "pregnant" shots of my belly. The tummy is still looking slighty abnormal and not-so-pregnant, but it's there. This shot was taken at week 15, the first day I discovered the rise of the overnight bump. (Yes, my face is really that chubby, pregnant or not.) Okay, so I'm wearing black and my stomach isn't showing. I just can't get myself to show my stomach completely in this "in between" phase. It's so strange looking to me. Maybe by month 9 we'll get a real shot. :) This picture was taken today. (Yes, I'm at work, YES, I've now moved onto sneakers every single day and YES, we have lime green walls in my office.) I've also begun feeling lots of butterflies in my tummy (especially when I lay on my le...

...getting excited?!?!?!  WE ARE! (I realize that was lame, but it was the only thing I could think of for a title for this blog that relates to the orange below.) 15 weeks and Dressler baby-to-be is the size of an orange. It sure feels like we're making progress!  According to the baby-know-it-all newsletters I receive, the baby's ears are now in place and this kid can finally hear sounds.  So feel free to speak to my tummy whenever you see me.  I want this kid to be familiar with all of your voices!  :)  As I left for work today, Wyatt whispered to my tummy "goodbye". (Yes, whispered.) Between Wyatt, my mom, and my sister, they've gotta get a tad bit louder to compete with the rest of us loud people who will be talking to this kid. :P Now that we've moved into a place that officially has a "baby's room", we're trying to "train" the cat (if it's even possible) to stay away from there.  As you can imagine, she's not tak...

This is my cousin, Luigi.  (Well, technically second cousin, but family is family so who's being technical?) Anyway, Luigi is one of the nicest and most sincere people in this world. This is his fiance (now wife), Christine, who, also is one of the nicest people in this world. I won't get into how much I adore my cousin.   Instead, the following are some pictures we took at their wedding this weekend.  What a testimony to "true love" (because it does exist) these two individual people are.  I was so lucky to have witnessed it. Gavin, the ring bearer. I can't wait to see the life these two beautiful people will make together. God Bless, Kat 

As of last Thursday, this child has hit a pretty sour stage.  (No, he/she is not acting up, but rather, has reached a new stage in produce.)  Our Dressler baby-to-be is now the size of a lemon... ...with a steady heartbeat and allowing this Mommy-to-be to have some long-awaited fun at my cousin's wedding this weekend!  Thanks to this little sour-puss, I was able to dance the night away, without falling asleep at the usual 8:30pm.  On another note, I've also discovered I now dislike (and almost hate) the following things that I used to love...pre-pregnancy): -chicken -eggs -crust on my bread YES, it's pretty amazing to believe that I now hate eggs, considering how much I loved them before.  It's also pretty amazing how much I love red meat now that I've completely eliminated chicken from my diet.  (Don't worry, I've checked with the doctor.  She said that's okay because I will probably change my diet again in a month and my body is p...

13 weeks and 5 days later and this Dressler baby-to-be is supposedly the size of a peach. Seriously?  Only a peach?  The tummy is feeling more like it's the size of a watermelon!  :)  I'm so grateful for all the growth and development of this little peach of mine.  (I'm sure as the weeks go on, there will be another nickname- still within the produce section.)  When I first went to the doctor to confirm my pregnancy, not once did she say, "Yes, you're pregnant."  I did not think this was standard practice...especially after having taken 5 or 6 tests at home.  The doctor just kept calling me back week after week for more blood tests to track my horomone levels.  After the 5th blood test I finally asked her why she hadn't confirmed anything.  She said, "It's not that you're not pregnant.  It's just that I want to make sure the pregnancy is viable.  I wanted to make sure your horomone levels were consistent." She proceeded to e...

Yesterday I had my third ultrasound.  I went to the USC perinatal office, where apparently all the cool people are getting ultrasounds.  Apparently the doctors here are obstetricians as well.  The only difference is that they have an extra 2 years of school to specialize in detecting any abnormalities in ultrasounds.  According to my baby know-it-all book, this was the ultrasound where they test for the risk of Down syndrome.  This office  strictly does ultrasounds.  How do I know this?  I asked.  I liked loved the doctor (Dr. Lee) so much that I wanted him to be my primary OBGYN.  I was shot down to learn that the doctors only deliver at USC County Hospital and that the office does not take their own patients.  They only take patient referrals for ultrasounds.  UGH! Anyway, this doctor's office was sooooo USC, full of high-tech ultrasound machines, smelled like flowers, and had a flat screen.  Yes, I saw my child on ...