Dear Victoria,
You've been so good to me for several months, and now you're just trying to kill me. Pilates has been such a fantastic way to stay healthy and in good shape, starting long before this pregnancy, and I know the benefits are still paying off and will continue to help me once the baby is born. However, did I mention you're killing me? When my arms are twitching and shaking I cannot possibly be bothered to think about your instructions: "hug your baby in" or "keep inner thighs strong" or "maintain shoulder blades down." All I'm thinking is how incredibly slowly you count backwards, and how I might just collapse before we get to "one."
This doesn't mean I'm not taking any more classes with you, or that I'm going to whine and complain to you. I'm just saying that you know all my weak spots and manage to work them like hell much to my temporary discomfort. The best is that I can never actually get angry at you because you're just so darn sweet all the while that you're torturing me. I admit I was a little worried when you said you like this phase of my pregnancy because you can still make me work hard, and I'll be relieved when we get to the part where you ease up a little bit.
Regardless of my whimpering and complaining I certainly appreciate your knowledge and expertise, and your dedication to keeping my body fit and ready to birth this baby in a few more months. I'm sure I'll be pretty excited to get back into the pilates studio after a few weeks with the newborn!
With inhalations and exhalations,
Allyn
Thursday, October 31, 2013
Monday, October 14, 2013
October 14, 2013
Dear Monkey,
Yes, like it or not, that is the nickname your dad and I are giving you for now, simply because we don't know if you're a boy or a girl. We think monkeys are incredibly cute, and your dad even got you a beautiful collection of eight Curious George stories to start your library. We've already starting reading to you, but I know you'll like the stories even more when you can see the illustrations, and then even more when you can ask us questions or tell us your favorite parts.
Thank you very much for finally moving over a little bit. I'm sure you were perfectly comfy, all snuggled up under my rib, but you were getting to be a real pain in my side! I also don't understand why you've spent all your time over on the right when there's a perfectly good womb spread out across my belly for you. Believe me, you want to use up all the spare space before it's all gone and you have nowhere to go but down and out.
I do like that you seem very active throughout the day, and if you're active at night it's not enough to wake me up. Your dad hasn't been patient enough to feel you, although you do have a sneaky way of quieting down as soon as he puts his hand on my belly. Does his big hand scare you? Or is it more like a big soft blanket that makes you calm right down? Oh well, I know it won't be long before the world can see your movements under my belly, so your dad will have no problem feeling any kicks, bumps, wiggles, or squirms. Keep it up - I like it.
And congratulations on another successful trip, this time to London and Istanbul. Thanks for letting me roam all around London to see Buckingham Palace, the Tate Britain, the V&A Museum, and the Natural History Museum, and to go shopping at Fortnum & Mason, Harrods, and all along Kensington Road. I'm not sure if the music at The Book of Mormon scared you or excited you, but you definitely heard it! I'm glad we convinced the flight attendant that you wouldn't prevent me from performing the required tasks in the event of an emergency so we still got to sit in the exit row and stretch out on the way to Istanbul.
I'm also glad that you enjoyed all the feta cheese, kabob, eggplant, olives, and other amazingly delicious food in Istanbul. I'm really sorry the weather was so yucky that I had to keep you all covered up, but I think you were just fine. It's still warm enough back home in Shanghai that my snug skirts and thin tops show you off well enough.
Your dad is out of town for work this week, so when we talk on the phone I'll be sure to get him on FaceTime or at least turn on the speaker. Luckily he's going to Korea and Japan, so there's a good chance he'll find another adorable book or cute little toy to add to your collection. You are already soooo spoiled; I feel bad for your future little brother or sister. By the time you grow up you probably won't realize how good you had it as the first child. I'll try and remind you when you complain about chores, your ruined toys, or the cry baby you have to put up with.
Lots of love,
Mama
Yes, like it or not, that is the nickname your dad and I are giving you for now, simply because we don't know if you're a boy or a girl. We think monkeys are incredibly cute, and your dad even got you a beautiful collection of eight Curious George stories to start your library. We've already starting reading to you, but I know you'll like the stories even more when you can see the illustrations, and then even more when you can ask us questions or tell us your favorite parts.
Thank you very much for finally moving over a little bit. I'm sure you were perfectly comfy, all snuggled up under my rib, but you were getting to be a real pain in my side! I also don't understand why you've spent all your time over on the right when there's a perfectly good womb spread out across my belly for you. Believe me, you want to use up all the spare space before it's all gone and you have nowhere to go but down and out.
I do like that you seem very active throughout the day, and if you're active at night it's not enough to wake me up. Your dad hasn't been patient enough to feel you, although you do have a sneaky way of quieting down as soon as he puts his hand on my belly. Does his big hand scare you? Or is it more like a big soft blanket that makes you calm right down? Oh well, I know it won't be long before the world can see your movements under my belly, so your dad will have no problem feeling any kicks, bumps, wiggles, or squirms. Keep it up - I like it.
And congratulations on another successful trip, this time to London and Istanbul. Thanks for letting me roam all around London to see Buckingham Palace, the Tate Britain, the V&A Museum, and the Natural History Museum, and to go shopping at Fortnum & Mason, Harrods, and all along Kensington Road. I'm not sure if the music at The Book of Mormon scared you or excited you, but you definitely heard it! I'm glad we convinced the flight attendant that you wouldn't prevent me from performing the required tasks in the event of an emergency so we still got to sit in the exit row and stretch out on the way to Istanbul.
I'm also glad that you enjoyed all the feta cheese, kabob, eggplant, olives, and other amazingly delicious food in Istanbul. I'm really sorry the weather was so yucky that I had to keep you all covered up, but I think you were just fine. It's still warm enough back home in Shanghai that my snug skirts and thin tops show you off well enough.
Your dad is out of town for work this week, so when we talk on the phone I'll be sure to get him on FaceTime or at least turn on the speaker. Luckily he's going to Korea and Japan, so there's a good chance he'll find another adorable book or cute little toy to add to your collection. You are already soooo spoiled; I feel bad for your future little brother or sister. By the time you grow up you probably won't realize how good you had it as the first child. I'll try and remind you when you complain about chores, your ruined toys, or the cry baby you have to put up with.
Lots of love,
Mama
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