Bath time

This is from before the Bwun learned to wash his hair, and it’s just taken with our regular camera – sorry for the quality. But he’s still cute!

Weekly cookie jar

Skunk Pillow from 4hands

Crayon rings by Timothy Liles

Crocodile paperclips by Midori

Golden Goddess Tiny Twig Hair Pins from WoodlandBelle

Popville by Anouck Boisrobert & Louis Rigaud

Cloud salt & pepper shakers from Perpetual Kid

Polka Dot Balloons from Plates and Napkins

Supo Embroidery Dress for infants from Tea Collection

Giant Squid 30″ Plush from Wildlife/Domestic Animals

Know-It-All Pencil Set from Paper Pastries

Guylian Belgian Chocolates


Yes, I have a blog.

Really. Even if I only write every two (or three) weeks.

There are some reasons for the quiet: first, I’ve gotten bored with reading lately. Gasp! I know, it’s terrible. I think the problem is that I haven’t been to the library lately, and I guarantee that I have read every book in our house with the exception of several 900+ page ones that are too big to tackle at the moment. Plus, two of the books I tried reading were flops, and I didn’t finish. That is a big deal. There are probably fewer than a dozen books I’ve started reading in my life but not finished, most notably a fantasy novel I picked up in my early years of college and returned to the library after the main character, and then the replacement main character, and then the replacement replacement main character all died. With 150 pages to go, I just lost interest.

My recent give-up-on books were Candyfreak by Steve Almond (and I would like you to know that I initially typed Candyland as the title), which, though humorous, didn’t seem to have any real point. I only had two or three chapters left, but I couldn’t find the motivation to finish. The other was Catch-22 by Joseph Heller. I feel pretty bad about this one. It’s an important book, right? At least, I figured that with how well-known the phrase “catch-22” has been, the book must have been fairly noteworthy. I confess that I only made it about 35 pages in before my brain just couldn’t take it anymore. The writing style is just not for me. Absolutely not. If you’ve read it, maybe in a high school English class, I’d love to hear what you thought.

On a related note, I need to find new books by authors with last names starting with A and H now…

I wanted to add that I’m a little bit bored with everything lately. Aside from the Romgi and the Bwun, of course. But all the things I used to enjoy seem dull and uninteresting at the moment. I’d like to try something new, but I have this weird idea that you should find something you’re decent at, which is why I don’t spend much time doing art or music. I’ve touched on this theme before: my talent will always be inferior when compared to others’. But maybe I’ll take up painting for now, just to see what I can do. What sort of painting do you like? Watercolor? Oil? I did do an awesome pastel once. I might try that.

Anyway, the second reason I haven’t written in a while is that I didn’t have much to say besides “We must be crazy! We’re having another kid!”, and I was waiting until we had an ultrasound and officially informed our parents.

Personally – and I hope no one is offended, because as I just said, this is how I feel – I think it’s awkward to post ultrasound pictures. Which is why I never will. Is it just as weird to talk about an ultrasound? I had one at 10 weeks with the Bwun, but it was unexpected and unfortunately the Romgi wasn’t with me. This time, I knew beforehand that the doctor’s office wanted to do one, so we all trooped down to Payson and crowded in the tiny little room. It was supercool. The Oeuf was flailing like mad, twisting around all over and waving nub-limbs every which way, and even turned┬ácompletely over when I laughed. We got to see and hear the heartbeat. Fun! The official due date is November 24, making me 11 weeks this coming Monday, but I really do have plans of being induced the week before Thanksgiving. Hopefully the doctor will be kind enough ot agree!

(Not too long after the Romgi and I found out we’d be adding one to the family, we were looking through a Julia Child cookbook. There’s a section on eggs and suddenly I wanted scrambled eggs like I’d never wanted food before {except all those times I wanted bacon}. Oeuf is French for egg.)

Next week the Romgi leaves for Korea. It will be sad and lonely, but luckily there are several other moms in my ward and at the law school who are in the same boat, and I have friends and family nearby. I haven’t had much morning sickness at all, I’m just more tired than usual from trying to keep up with the Bwun, so I should be able to handle the Romgi’s absence fairly well. Fingers crossed. He’ll be gone for about four weeks, and we actually get to spend some time at home before we make our great escape to North Carolina. We were able to change the dates so he’s just at the NC law firm for the month of July, which means we can sublease an apartment there for the same price we pay here. Even better, we scheduled a second ultrasound for the Friday before we leave, where we can see if the Romgi and I need to find a boy’s name we agree on!

Oh, I almost forgot – the Bwun is Really Truly Completely walking on his own now! To all those who said I would regret this day, or have less energy because I’d be chasing after him constantly: you were so wrong. The Bwun now wanders through the house on his own, and generally seems to be happier with his independence. I’m thrilled because I don’t get dragged up and down the hallway every 5 minutes, and I can actually sit and rest a little bit. Walking is so fabulous.

The other awesome Bwun story: he learned how to wash his hair and his tummy. One of these days I’ll put some swim trunks on him and take a video of him in the bath, because words can’t describe how cute he is. Really.

I think that may be all my stories and updates for the moment. I do have a cookie jar to post tomorrow, plus pictures of the Bwun, so come back then!