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Answering the Basics (about my pregnancy)

Okay – so I’ve continued to be incredibly lazy this week and still have not uploaded my Poconos pictures.  That is what the weekend is for – I swear that post is coming.

But since making my big announcement the other day, I thought I’d answer some very basic questions that I’ve been asked.

When are you due?
February 7, 2011 (not sure why I felt inclined to include the year because if I delivered in 2012, this would be one hell of a pregnancy)

Was this planned?
Yes!  I’ve gotten quite a few, “was this a happy surprise or was this planned?”  I mean – I was surprised mostly because we had been trying since the end of last year.  I had reached a point where I thought I was infertile.  I also felt that God was playing a cruel joke on me because in the timeframe that we were trying, I found out that 4 girls were pregnant.  I heard about 4 others after my positive pregnancy test and I probably would have had a complete meltdown otherwise.

Incidentally – my sister-in-law is pregnant with baby #2 and she is 3 weeks ahead of me.  Another girlfriend (hi, Traci!) is also due 3 weeks ahead of me.  Its pretty exciting to be able to go through a pregnancy with friends (especially one that is a veteran… because I’ve been asking lots of questions).

I’m surprised at this news – you’ve always said you didn’t want kids.  What changed?
You know – this is a weird one for me.  I’m still terrified of babies.  I don’t know what to do with them.  But early last year, something changed in me and I just had a feeling that I wanted to be a mom and it was “time”.  I hate to say it was a biological clock thing because I don’t think that was it.  Jeremy and I had talked about being parents “someday”.  With him still in school – it seemed it wouldn’t happen for another 2 years.  I have other factors in my life (most notably aging parents with one that isn’t in the best of health) that perhaps set off my “clock”.

Are you going to find out the baby’s sex?
Heck yeah!  While I totally respect parents that wait for it to be a surprise in the delivery room, I just don’t operate that way.  If I have the ability to find out sooner – I will.  I am impatient.  And to me – its still a surprise.  I’m just going to be surprised at 18 weeks instead of at 40 weeks.

So while I respect those parents that choose to wait until 40 weeks, I hope they respect my decision to find out sooner.

Do you want a boy or a girl?
I know the appropriate answer is to say, “I just want a healthy baby” (even though I don’t know when selecting a particular gender and a baby’s health became a mutually exclusive thing).  Honestly – I’m hoping for a boy.  I know Jeremy’s hoping for a boy.  If we have a girl – I’ll still be thrilled (its not like I’ll give her away) but I do secretly want a boy.  Oh and if its a girl – I’ll never tell her that I wanted a boy.  :-)

I’ll blog about how we announced our news to our families and some other related stuff.  I also promise to not turn this into a pregnancy blog.  While I’m sure I’ll blog about it (how can I not?) – I recall losing a few readers during my marathon training.  I want to keep my readers!

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My Birthday Gifts

Sorry for  the long absence… there have been a few things I wanted to post about (camping and my bday trip to the Poconos) but I haven’t uploaded the pictures and have been way too lazy to even bother.

However, to circumvent this – I took some pictures with my cell phone so I’d have something to share with my 10 readers.  You’re welcome.

As you recall – I turned 30 last week.  However, if you ask my mother, she’ll tell you I turned 31.  Despite me doing the math – she still firmly believes that I am 31.  Anywho.

I’ve been a bit of a curmudgeon this month about my birthday.  I was feeling old and lame and just didn’t really want to make a big deal out of turning 30 (although had you asked me last year – I totally expected a giant surprise party with an 80s prom theme). 

I took some days off of work because I refuse to work on my birthday.  Jeremy took the same days off.  I had no plans.  I really thought I was just going to lounge around and maybe even hit up the pool or something.  But Jeremy definitely surprised me on the morning of my birthday.

First – he gave me this…

An image of earrings.

I was quite surprised to get such nice earrings… especially since when he asked for my birthday wish list, I had things like a netbook, a juicer, a sewing machine and random books.  When he handed me the small box, I looked at him and asked, “Are you proposing… again?”

He said that he wanted to get me something that would last a long time and not just a few years like the items I had on my birthday wish list.  Now I have fancy earrings.  Wahoo!

Then he handed me a red folder and said, “are you ready to see what I have planned for today?” and this is what I saw:

an image of the birthday note.

In case you can’t read it, it says

Have you ever wanted to sleep in a round bed???

Have you ever wanted to swim in a heart shaped pool???

Have you ever wanted to bathe in a chmpagne glass???

If you answered yes to any of these questions then it is your lucky day…

and if you answered no to all of these questions it is your un-lucky day

I hope you’re ready to party like its 1980!

Jeremy had booked a 2 night stay in the cheesiest hotel in the Poconos!  And our trip to the Poconos deserves its own post (I have lots of pictures of the resort) but it was hilarious.  Here’s a quick snapshot of one of our room’s amenities:

Image of a heart-shaped pool

That’s right – there was a heart-shaped pool IN OUR ROOM.

The last gift…(actually, it was the first thing he gave me but in the interest of this blog it made more sense to post this picture last) was a t-shirt that Jeremy had customized for me…

If you can’t read it, it says

I’m not fat… I’m growing a baby

Happy birthday to me!

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Reflection of my 20s Part 2

I meant to post this yesterday but life got in the way.  So here I sit, on my 30th birthday, writing about my 20s. 

Age 25

Jeremy and I got settled into our new home.  We spent the summer filling it with new paint, furniture, decor… oy, the stress.  We become somewhat acquainted with a few of our neighbors and they mistakenly call me Britney.  This name lasts for years and in fact, I’m pretty sure the one still doesn’t know my name (5 years later).

Also this year, we adopt our dogs through the Dachshund Rescue of North America.  We pick them up from North Carolina from one of the sweetest foster moms we’ve ever met (Susie!).  I was hesistant the entire way down to pick them up.  I never really grew up with pets (each pet never lasted long in our household) and I knew our lives would change forever.

The instant we met them, I was in love.

This same year, Jeremy proposed (on April 15th to be exact).  The picture above of Emily & Petie was snapped the day he proposed. 

Age 26

Wedding planning took over my life.  I became obsessed with sites like The Knot, Wedding Bee and anything else that convinced me that I had to have an extravagant affair.  While I had a great time – it was definitely filled with some ups and some very very bad downs.  Wedding planning brings out the crazy in people (me included) and let’s just say that I’m glad everything is a-okay again.

The wedding?  Awesome.  It flew by.

(I couldn’t just pick ONE picture from the wedding day).

We honeymooned in the Maldives and it is still hands down the BEST vacation that I have ever taken.  I’m also glad we were able to go before the Maldives were named the top honeymoon destination (because we’ve looked at the cost of going back and it has more than doubled!).

(I thought I’d spare you the 500+ pictures from the honeymoon).

Age 27

After the wedding, we embarked on “home improvements” where we tackled laying a new kitchen floor, getting new kitchen countertops, a dishwasher and a new backsplash.  We also laid new hardwood floors (bamboo!) in our living/dining room, stairs and upstairs hallway.  Nothing brings a couple closer like home renovations.  Next time, I’d rather just pay someone to do the work.

This is also the year that I decided that I needed something to do with my free time (free time from wedding planning) so I enroll in graduate school.  The antics of douchebag classmates reign for the next 2 years.

We go to Philadelphia to celebrate our 1 year anniversary (and incidentally – this becomes the last time for a few years that we’re able to travel somewhere for our anniversary…).  We also go to Cabo San Lucas, Mexico.

Age 28

This becomes the first year I visit the Outer Banks in North Carolina.  This is also the year the Jeremy creates a Facebook profile for Petie.  Yes, my dog is on Facebook.

This is the year that Jeremy starts law school.  I didn’t realize just how different things would be when he started (since I thought graduate school was so easy) but I start to have a part-time husband during the school semesters.  But I am incredibly proud of his ability to manage school while working full-time and still passing his classes.

Also this year, we travel to Scotland to attend the wedding of my oldest friends (not in age but in length of time I’ve known her… I’ve literally known her my ENTIRE life).  Despite not knowing anyone – it ends up being one of the funnest (is that a word?) weddings we’ve attended.  I highly recommend that everyone attend a Scottish wedding.

One of my best friends also got married this year (and I was her maid of honor)! 

Lastly – this is the year that I declare that I’m going to be an “athlete”.  I join my company’s dragonboat team (and we win!).  I sign up for Iron Girl.  I begin running more.  I register for my first 10k… my first 10-miler… and then I convince a friend to sign up for a MARATHON.  What the hell?  I had only run 6 miles at that point.  Apparently I thought tacking on another 20 was no big deal.

Age 29

I don’t bother to really train for the Iron Girl.  Marathon training had started and my full focus was on logging miles.  I don’t realize just how hard swimming will be and completely panic in the water.  However, I finish the damn thing and I’m never doing another one.

Sweet Relief!

During marathon training, I encounter an injury to my IT band.  This injury completely thwarts my training and I miss all the double digit long runs.  But I am still determined to finish the damn Philadelphia Marathon… and despite the pain, the overall experience of participating in such an epic event surrounded by such awesome people really made me love the whole thing.  And I definitely want to do at least one more in my lifetime.

marathon 066

However, I am completely wiped afterwards and hang up my running shoes for awhile.  I’m still only running on the treadmill.

This year I also saw my share of pals getting pregnant!  So lots of babies will be around soon and I am thrilled for everyone.

I also graduate from graduate school (so I am a MASTER of something… wahoo!). 

We travel to Paris and London over the New Year’s holiday.

I finally take a chance and apply for a new job and get it!  This year was filled with lots of big news and changes as I enter a new age bracket.

Hello, 30!

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Reflection of my 20s Part 1

Today is my last day in my 20s.  And while I’m sure it has gotten quite old that I’ve bitched and moaned about turning 30… I’m still in shock at how quickly the time has flown.  In fact, Jeremy and I were chatting about freshman year of high school and he noted that it was 15 years ago.  15 YEARS AGO.

On this last day as someone in her 20s, I thought I’d reflect on how I spent the last 10 years of my life because seriously – where the fuck did the time go?

I wished I had planned this post a little better because I could have scanned some photos to go along with some of the years (because can you believe that I can actually claim that I remember a time when digital cameras weren’t the norm?).

Age 20

I had recently just moved out of my parents house into an apartment with a girl I barely knew.  We had a mutual friend and were both attending the same college.  Who would have thought that this strange girl would have ended up being one of the most awesome people I know?  Our misadventures in living on own own included: random road trips to visit a friend in NJ (lots of random road trips… like in the middle of the night trips), bad dates, weird boyfriends (okay – that was mostly me) and a ton of fun. 

I also started a love affair with the combination Taco Bell/KFC down the street from my house and promptly packed on 20 lbs.

One of my closest friends had her first child right before I turned 20 but I thought it was worth noting because hello?  My friend had a baby! 

This is also the year that my father had a heart attack and stroke.  I think this event forever changed my relationship with my parents as I was opened to just how depended my mother is on my father.  While my father laid in a coma, I had to quickly grow up and help my mother pay the bills, balance the checkbook and basically keep her sane.  I also learned that my father was not invincible.  It was the first time my father looked at me, cried and said that he didn’t think he would outlive his parents. 

Incidentally – this is the year that my mother and my brother had their falling out.  It was nearly 10 years ago that my mother stopped talking to my brother completely.  I still have no idea what happened.

Age 21

I can drink!  Yippee!  This is the year that I saw the disintegration of 2 friendships.  I fondly referred to them as my arch nemesis and thought them both batshit crazy for awhile.  Now?  Eh – I let it all go at some point but can still look back on some of the craziness that went down and chuckle.

This was also the year that I eventually ended up back at my parents house.  My beloved roommate and dear friend wasn’t renewing the lease and I couldn’t afford to live on my own.  Did I mention I had racked up around $11k in credit card debt?  Yeah – living on my own had a lot of lessons.

I moved into my parents’ basement (shockingly enough – I was petrified of the basement for YEARS because I was convinced that it was haunted).  I didn’t want to move into my old bedroom again because I had a boyfriend and wanted some alone sexy time… and apparently that can only be had in my haunted basement.  My mother would ask me at one point, “What do you guys do down there all night?”  Really, mom?

I also broke up with said boyfriend (where I learned he later painted a picture of me dead) and went out with a douchebag and a suicidal weirdo. 

Age 22

I graduated from college (undergrad).  I got my first adult job (and I’m still with the same company).  I quickly befriend a girl who started on the same day and found myself living in her house in Baltimore City.  Wahoo!  Independent once again!

This was also the year of the dryspell.  I was a serial monogomist and this was the longest I had gone without a date. 

I met a guy at the office who was newly separated. 

My roommate situation was starting to fall apart (mostly because of the guy) and I moved out… and into new guy’s house.  We had only been sort of dating for like a month!  Then the downward spiral…

Age 23

New guy was a huge douchebag.  I ended up moving home once for a brief period of time only to move back into his house.  I now completely understand the predicament of an emotionally abusive relationship.  I was constantly self-doubting myself and made to feel like crap on a constant basis.  I still have no idea why I stayed as long as I did?

However, I met a great group of people through this douchebag that I still hang out with to this day.  So I guess something good came out of something so awful. 

just a few of the gals I befriended that year

I also ended up meeting Jeremy this particular year through some mutual friends. 

My roller-coaster relationship with the douchebag lasted for about a year and oy… what a headache. 

Incidentally – this was also the year that Hurricane Isabel struck Baltimore City.   Neighborhoods in Baltimore found themselves under water (Fells Point, Inner Harbor, etc.) and I knew a few friends whose cars were totaled due to the water damage.  Me?  I lived in a neighborhood situated on a hill so I didn’t even notice.  I just thought it was raining pretty hard and even went out to some bars that night.

Age 24

I ended up moving into a friend’s rental in Canton towards the end (also a girl I didn’t know well but ended up loving!).  I was still somewhat with the douchebag but I had reached a point where I couldn’t deal with his bullshit anymore.

My grandmother passed away in November of my 24th year.  It came as a complete surprise and I was devastated that I didn’t do a better job at keeping in touch.  Right around this time – my relationship with the doucebag finally came to a fantastic end.  I also ended up dropping a ton of weight and reached my lowest weight ever.  Stress will do that to a gal.

I had a blast living with my new roommate.  We had a great rowhome located in a great spot (we even had some friends for somewhat neighbors). 

Shortly thereafter – sparks between Jeremy and I began flying and our magical love affair began.  I also quickly packed on 15 lbs.

Also after beginning our relationship, I broke my toilet.  This story has become one of the funniest and strangest things that I have ever done in my life.  Just a quick recap (and perhaps this is for another post) – I had way too much to drink one night (think black out drunk) and awoke to a soaking wet upstairs hallway and a toilet tank broken in 2.  I somehow managed to hit the toilet tank at just the right force and angle that I broke the damn thing. 

I’m pretty sure that it was THAT moment where Jeremy cleaned up my mess that he realized he wanted to marry me.

We ended up buying a house right before I turned 25.

In the effort to not make one ridiculously long post, I’ll write 25-29 in another post.  This time I’ll have more pictures!

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Anthropomorphism

Anthropomorphism is probably one of my favorite words.  It was introduced to me in graduate school and its definition is what made me fall in love with it.  Why?  because I am totally guilty of anthropomorphizing everything.  Just ask Jeremy about my brave little toaster oven that I was practically in tears over giving away.  Or when I bought a new car – I cried saying goodbye to my old car.  I actually took a minute, alone in the car, to say a proper goodbye.

Attribution of human motivation, characteristics, or behavior to inanimate objects, animals, or natural phenomena.

As I was walking into work this morning (and for the last few mornings), I’ve been walking by a grouping of trees filled with birds:

A picture of trees with a ton of birds in them.

Its not a clear picture (it was 5:30am and I was taking it with my phone) so its hard to see the birds in the trees.  But there are a TON of birds.  There are so many birds that I won’t walk UNDER the trees because I’m sure I’ll get pooped on.

However, what I love about this walk (aside from the potential danger of being pooped on – it keeps me on my toes) is how LOUD the birds are.  Its like there is some sort of bird convention or family reunion happening in these trees and the birds are just trying to talk over one another. 

Sadly – it brightens up my day… just thinking about birds gabbing and gossiping to each other.

And perhaps I’ve shed some light on why I’m a crazy vegetarian?

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Forgetful Mom

I love my mother dearly and she provides hours of entertainment and great stories (all unintentionally of course) but I have to say… there are some qualities about her that irritate me.

The biggest irritation I have with her is how she forgets everything or doesn’t pay attention to what I’m saying.  She claims old age but I really just think her brain is getting lazy.  She needs a better hobby than slot machines because I imagine the mind-numbing dings of the machine, blinking lights and constant button pushing (she doesn’t pull the handle anymore – apparently that’s for amateurs) aren’t helping to keep her brain engaged.

Some examples of things she forgets…

  • Whenever I tell her I’m going on vacation.  I’ll tell her weeks in advance but unless it is written down somewhere, she is ‘shocked’ when I come back and tell her I was out of town.
  • most of my friends’ names.  If she knew you well while I was in high school – she has somehow managed to retain your name.  everyone else?  Not so much.
  • my husband’s name.  I wish I was kidding.  If she’s in a hurry, she’ll refer to him as “what’s his name” and I make her take a minute to say it or I refuse to address whatever it is she’s asking.  She remembers once I force her to… but seriously?  I worry about how she’ll fair with grandkids.

But I’ve started to notice that she doesn’t really pay attention to what I’m saying.  I called her on Sunday to let her know I wasn’t stopping by (yes, I visit my mom about once a week… usually for 10 minutes because if I don’t, I end up getting a phone call about how much she misses me and how bad I’d feel if she died).

Me: Mom, I wanted to let you know we won’t be stopping by today.  We just got back from camping so we have a lot to do.

Mom:  Oh?  You’re not coming over?  Okay…

Me: How are you?

Mom: I’m tired and don’t remember anything anymore.  So – you went to your in-laws?

Me: What?  What are you talking about?

Mom:  You said you went to your in-laws.

Me: You weren’t listening to what I was saying, were you?

Mom:  No, not really.

I think this trait of hers is irritating me so much because I’m starting to see it in myself.  I half listen to people these days and forget so much (but I suspect it is more about not actually listening in the first place so I didn’t really forget, I just never bothered to pay attention when something was said or committments were made).

I think I need to learn Sudoku or something…

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Earthquakes and Why I Sometimes Think I’d be a Bad Mom

So apparently there was an earthquake in Maryland this morning.  I didn’t even notice.  The earthquake occurred at 5:04am.

I normally wake up at 5:15am every weekday morning (and yes, you read that correctly so hopefully this helps shed some light as to why I go to bed so early… or eat dinner at 5pm like a senior citizen) but this morning I woke up at 5:05am.  I was really irritated too because hello?  That was 10 more minutes of sleep I could have gotten but now I can’t really fall back asleep because I know my alarm will go off.

I didn’t hear or feel any shaking/rattling of the house but apparently Jeremy did.  I think that the earthquake probably woke me up but obviously not until after the fact.  I wonder if I’d be aware of a fire in my house before it reached my bedroom.  Would the smoke wake me?  Yikes.

In other “I slept through an earthquake” news – my dog, Petie, was apparently very sick last night.  Here is where I think I’d make a bad mom.  He hopped out of bed around 1am this morning.  I thought he was just hot but I heard him pacing the floor.  I got up and put him back in bed and he jumped back out again.  I’ve been exhausted lately and since I had a big meeting at work, I asked Jeremy to take Petie outside.

Apparently Petie had peed on the bedroom carpet, had diarrhea (outside) and puked.  I didn’t even realize the poor guy was in distress.  :-( 

The day can only get better, right?

Are you a light sleeper?

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Birthday blah

This is the first year in my memorable life that I haven’t spent the month counting down the days until my birthday.  My birthday is next week (I’m turning the big 3-0) and I’m just feeling blah about the whole thing.  Jeremy asked if I wanted to do anything and honestly – I just want to go to dinner and that’s about it.  I’m just not feeling this whole aging thing.

This is also the first year where I haven’t had something specific in mind for a gift.  I usually have at least one thing in mind (and for the last couple of years its been a purse) — but this year I was really stuck.  Jeremy asked me for a list of things and I came up with really random stuff… a lot of which I’m not dying for… just things I thought would be cool to have like…

- a sewing machine… for all that sewing I plan on doing.

- a juicer… for all that juicing I plan on doing.

I fear adding a new appliance to our repertoire since I have a tendency to want gadgets but then NEVER use them (I’m looking at you, quesadilla maker).

So while I’ve been feeling a bit down about the whole birthday, one of my pals gave me a gift early. 

Jealous?  I’m only one chapter into the book and holy hell, Mr. Diamond is one angry child star.  I can’t wait to write up a full review on this magical piece of literature.

So I took the day and day after off for my birthday… any suggestions for what I should do?

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New Job, New Attitude

 

This month is my birthday month and I’d be lying if I said I was in a bit of a funk about it. 

However – I started a new job this month.  I’m still working for the same company but I moved to a new group into a higher position (yay promotion!).  And the best part?  I’m working in downtown Baltimore!  No longer am I driving 30 miles to get to work.  Now I drive like 5.  It is awesome.

I’m pretty stoked about my new downtown digs but I am also fearful for my waistline (hello amazing lunch options!) and my wallet (hello shopping!).  I’m still getting adjusted to my new office location but wanted to share some highlights from my first week…

I moved into a position left open from a woman who left the company.  This means that she left all her stuff behind (and I wasn’t anticipating that).  Lots of binders, supplies and papers.  As I was shuffling through some of the papers (I was going to throw them out), I came across this:

Image of a page from a desk calendar

(click to enlarge)

It made me laugh out loud because I had all of these notions that the downtown office was more “stuffy” and uptight.  I couldn’t have been more wrong.  While some folks here are uber professional, I’m finding that most people are nice, chatty and funny.  That note put me at ease (although I’m not one to leave my underwear anywhere but my house… that just gives me the heeby jeebies).

I’ve been learning the personalities and quirks of everyone on my new team but it seems the biggest challenge will be for me… when football season rolls around.  Despite working on a team of mostly women – everyone here is a HUGE football fan.  btw – I totally realize that assuming women don’t like football is a stereotype but sometimes stereotypes are born from truth.  You know what I mean!

I’m really liking it over here and just as I was basking in the glow of my ridiculously shortened commute – one of my coworkers brought me a red velvet cupcake this morning:

Image of a red velvet cupcake
Happy Friday!

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Fun with Maternity Pictures

Our very good friends Ian & Katie are having a baby any day now.  I offered to snap some maternity pictures for them before the big day and was delighted that they accepted — mostly because I am by no means a professional.  I just have a DSLR camera and like to pretend I’m good at it.  The same goes for Jeremy (although I hate to admit that he usually ends up with THE perfect shot amongst a set of 100).

We shot the pictures at the end of June on a beautiful day in Baltimore.  We’re still going through them and editing as necessary (one day I’ll actually learn the proper lighting and camera settings needed for the perfect shot) but I wanted to share a few of the ones that I absolutely adored.

Ian & Katie Maternity June 2010 1584

Ian & Katie Maternity June 2010 1381

Ian & Katie Maternity June 2010 1640

Ian & Katie Maternity June 2010 1497

Ian & Katie Maternity June 2010 1480

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