bdub and i had a little talk about this renovation business, and now we're thinking of just trying to find a two bedroom apartment to move into, rather than subletting for two months and having to pack all of our stuff and put it into storage, only to have to move it all back (and likely relocate in a couple of years.)
i do love certain things about our place: the back patio of one. i love having my coffee and my breakfast out there in the summer. i love having parties out back, cooking dinner on the grill, planting my container garden... i think some outdoor space will be a priority for our next location, if it's possible.
i also like being on the ground floor, though it can be a little noisy. it's a piece of cake for bdub to load his drums in and out, and tending to the biscuit and his bathroom habits is a snap. i can only imagine how much more i will appreciate the ease of the ground floor with a babe in arms.
i will not, however, miss our little friendly creatures, such as the teeny tiny ants who appear every spring and the mice who tormented us through the winter. i will not miss the drafts. i will not miss the unfinished cracks and leaks everywhere, the panic of being away from home during rainstorms, freaking out that our kitchen and basement might be flooded (again). but overall, i love our place. finding a place with some love (and a cool landlord--we've had really nice, understanding landlords here) will be our challenge.
if you know of anything that fits the bill, shoot me an email or leave a comment! and please, whatever you do, please do not remind us that really "it's a great time to buy" and that we're just "throwing money away by renting"....we totally know that it's a great time to buy, and if you'd like to loan us the 100K for a down payment, let's talk! (or even if you have a spare $500-$800/month sitting around for a condo maintenance fee, we'll take that, too.) also, we don't believe that paying money is exchange for a nice place to live and put down some roots, raise a family, and do what we love in the city where we wish to be above any place else equals throwing money away. we appreciate the return on our investment that renting in brooklyn affords us!
Monday, April 28, 2008
Thursday, April 24, 2008
good stuff
we received a couple of items of good news today!
dr. moritz called with the results of my NT scan (and it's about *bleepin'* time.) the results placed the baby at a 1:1800 risk for down syndrome and other trisomies. the good doctor said, "can't ask for any better than that!" which is great to hear, but also makes me feel old....at 34, i am practically a pregnancy dinosaur, just one digit and revolution around the sun from the dreaded "high risk" category, so we'll take our compliments where we can get 'em.
the other fantastic news is that our landlord, ruben, plans to renovate our apartment this summer! w00t! we really love wolfeinelli headquarters, but were afraid that its current setup (combined livingroom and bedroom with NO DOOR) was simply not conducive to sleep training an infant. ruben's idea is to put our NEW bedroom in the back or our apartment where our kitchen is currently, and then combine our NEW kitchen with our NEW living room and build a brand spankin' NEW bathroom. we're talking a gut renovation, so we will need to sublet during that time and work out some type of storage situation for all of our stuff. totally worth it, though, as we really do have a great space and we love our neighborhood!
such a relief, knowing that these things are gradually falling into place. i am so relieved, in fact, that i will not complain about another day from hell with lil' miss nasty.
dr. moritz called with the results of my NT scan (and it's about *bleepin'* time.) the results placed the baby at a 1:1800 risk for down syndrome and other trisomies. the good doctor said, "can't ask for any better than that!" which is great to hear, but also makes me feel old....at 34, i am practically a pregnancy dinosaur, just one digit and revolution around the sun from the dreaded "high risk" category, so we'll take our compliments where we can get 'em.
the other fantastic news is that our landlord, ruben, plans to renovate our apartment this summer! w00t! we really love wolfeinelli headquarters, but were afraid that its current setup (combined livingroom and bedroom with NO DOOR) was simply not conducive to sleep training an infant. ruben's idea is to put our NEW bedroom in the back or our apartment where our kitchen is currently, and then combine our NEW kitchen with our NEW living room and build a brand spankin' NEW bathroom. we're talking a gut renovation, so we will need to sublet during that time and work out some type of storage situation for all of our stuff. totally worth it, though, as we really do have a great space and we love our neighborhood!
such a relief, knowing that these things are gradually falling into place. i am so relieved, in fact, that i will not complain about another day from hell with lil' miss nasty.
Wednesday, April 23, 2008
i've got mouths to feed!
though my next musings are from exactly a month ago, they still reflect how i am feeling today: SICK of working at the freaking sports tv station.
i guess i have learned nothing from the trials of dooce (the [in]famous mom/blogger who lost her job as a result of blogging about her employer), but i just can't help it. i worked with a woman yesterday who is, by far, the most horrible person i have ever had to apply makeup to, for a myriad of reasons. she was like the anti-nowlze, and (i hope this doesn't sound too snooty) but for that, i feel sorry for her. i guess her mama just never taught her how to treat people well. poor girl.
i shall end my tenure at the sports station and welcome summer in approximately two months time, wherein i will beach it with my girls and all of the pain of sitting in a cold, dark, windowless room while eating crappy food and having some no-talent hack belittle me and treat all of my work friends like crap will have been worth it.
from 3/22: i've got mouths to feed!
for this reason, i am here at CBS college sports network (fka college sports tv). as it is the NCAA tournament, i have worked five days so far this week, and have five more to go before i (maybe) get a day off. i will continue to work for them three to fours days a week for the next month, and perhaps even longer (which would be fine, if i didn't also have photoshoots booked inbetween).
don't feel too sorry for me, though. when i am here at the tv station, of my ten- to sixteen-hour-long days (i am compensated with overtime), maybe an hour of them is actually spent applying makeup. the remaining nine to fifteen are taken up by reading, writing, "doing computer" (as my friend john kale in west virginia likes to say), watching tv, catching up on phone calls, and eating. i must find ways to make better use of my time and i am open to any/all suggestions.
but it's hard on a nowlze. i am tired. towards the end of the night, i want to pull my hair out. i go home and i am kind of mean and i usually cry for a little bit, thinking about having to wake up in the morning and do it all again. as much as i would like to go to bdub's gigs and see my friends, i just don't have one iota of energy left at the end of the night. so sad.
i guess i have learned nothing from the trials of dooce (the [in]famous mom/blogger who lost her job as a result of blogging about her employer), but i just can't help it. i worked with a woman yesterday who is, by far, the most horrible person i have ever had to apply makeup to, for a myriad of reasons. she was like the anti-nowlze, and (i hope this doesn't sound too snooty) but for that, i feel sorry for her. i guess her mama just never taught her how to treat people well. poor girl.
i shall end my tenure at the sports station and welcome summer in approximately two months time, wherein i will beach it with my girls and all of the pain of sitting in a cold, dark, windowless room while eating crappy food and having some no-talent hack belittle me and treat all of my work friends like crap will have been worth it.
from 3/22: i've got mouths to feed!
for this reason, i am here at CBS college sports network (fka college sports tv). as it is the NCAA tournament, i have worked five days so far this week, and have five more to go before i (maybe) get a day off. i will continue to work for them three to fours days a week for the next month, and perhaps even longer (which would be fine, if i didn't also have photoshoots booked inbetween).
don't feel too sorry for me, though. when i am here at the tv station, of my ten- to sixteen-hour-long days (i am compensated with overtime), maybe an hour of them is actually spent applying makeup. the remaining nine to fifteen are taken up by reading, writing, "doing computer" (as my friend john kale in west virginia likes to say), watching tv, catching up on phone calls, and eating. i must find ways to make better use of my time and i am open to any/all suggestions.
but it's hard on a nowlze. i am tired. towards the end of the night, i want to pull my hair out. i go home and i am kind of mean and i usually cry for a little bit, thinking about having to wake up in the morning and do it all again. as much as i would like to go to bdub's gigs and see my friends, i just don't have one iota of energy left at the end of the night. so sad.
Tuesday, April 22, 2008
poppin' and lockin'
i popped today! for reals! i have an actual bump (and i am pretty sure it's not just gas.) in fact, a coworker who was privy to my "condition" even noticed with no prompting from moi. crazy.
here is a journal entry from 3/19 (another crazy pregnancy day):
it's alive! (or the closest thing to a religious experience of which i have ever felt)
i felt the baby today. of course, i didn't feel it kick or move or stir. but i felt it all the same.
after street to elevator, subway platform to train, i stepped through the open doors of the A with my kit in tow. three drummers sat in a circle in the center, and one kindly directed me to an open seat (hallelujah! this small act itself could perhaps prove the existence of a benevolent creator...and i wondered, did i look preg to him, or just exhausted? i felt both.)
i sat, closed my eyes. the rhythm, deep and clear, resonant and generations old, leapt into my throat and down to the babe. i felt it. it felt it. it was undeniable and here i sit on the next leg of my journey home. everything real to me at once.
here is a journal entry from 3/19 (another crazy pregnancy day):
it's alive! (or the closest thing to a religious experience of which i have ever felt)
i felt the baby today. of course, i didn't feel it kick or move or stir. but i felt it all the same.
after street to elevator, subway platform to train, i stepped through the open doors of the A with my kit in tow. three drummers sat in a circle in the center, and one kindly directed me to an open seat (hallelujah! this small act itself could perhaps prove the existence of a benevolent creator...and i wondered, did i look preg to him, or just exhausted? i felt both.)
i sat, closed my eyes. the rhythm, deep and clear, resonant and generations old, leapt into my throat and down to the babe. i felt it. it felt it. it was undeniable and here i sit on the next leg of my journey home. everything real to me at once.
Monday, April 21, 2008
i'm TARD
from 3/12:
i am a tired, tired girl. in fact, i am TARD, which is what bdub and i say when we are just plain exhausted. i keep feeling that 1:52 in the afternoon is way too early for a nap!
i am working tomorrow and friday, my first days of work since this serious exhaustion has hit. hope i will feel ok. sometimes i think it is just better to MOVE and be doing something to beat the exhaustion.
in much, much happier news, kara dean had her baby yesterday!! name TBD (update: his name is Ashland), but birth weight was NINE pounds, 5 ounces. allow me to repeat that: NINE pounds, 5 ounces. she is my pregnancy hero.
bdub and i will be heading to the hospital to see the new little guy tonight. kd says he's adorable: he already has a neck roll and one dimple on his cheek. her description alone makes me just want to eat him. is that cause for concern? that i want to eat my best friend's baby?
bdub has purchased a lead check test kit for our apartment. should there be any lead paint sneaking around any corners, under any layers, we are freaking OUT OF HERE. notice the hilarious packaging; i especially love the pregnant mom holding the little girl's (little boy's?) hand. the best part is that on the back it reads, "This test is not intended to replace an inspection by a licensed lead inspector or testing laboratory." oh. great. i feel safer already.
i am a tired, tired girl. in fact, i am TARD, which is what bdub and i say when we are just plain exhausted. i keep feeling that 1:52 in the afternoon is way too early for a nap!
i am working tomorrow and friday, my first days of work since this serious exhaustion has hit. hope i will feel ok. sometimes i think it is just better to MOVE and be doing something to beat the exhaustion.
in much, much happier news, kara dean had her baby yesterday!! name TBD (update: his name is Ashland), but birth weight was NINE pounds, 5 ounces. allow me to repeat that: NINE pounds, 5 ounces. she is my pregnancy hero.
bdub and i will be heading to the hospital to see the new little guy tonight. kd says he's adorable: he already has a neck roll and one dimple on his cheek. her description alone makes me just want to eat him. is that cause for concern? that i want to eat my best friend's baby?
bdub has purchased a lead check test kit for our apartment. should there be any lead paint sneaking around any corners, under any layers, we are freaking OUT OF HERE. notice the hilarious packaging; i especially love the pregnant mom holding the little girl's (little boy's?) hand. the best part is that on the back it reads, "This test is not intended to replace an inspection by a licensed lead inspector or testing laboratory." oh. great. i feel safer already.
Saturday, April 19, 2008
eight week appointment- this kid's got a tail!
from 3/10:
had our first doctor's appt today!
i am in such good hands. dr. moritz is a gem. i couldn't ask for a better doctor. plus, he delivered max roach's daughter's babies!! how crazy is that? if he's good enough for max roach, he's good enough for us.
he is also a bit of a tv star. here is a clip of him on abc news discussing eating disorders.
anyways, i gave about six vials of blood, had an ultrasound, and heard a big, beautiful heartbeat (about 150-160 BPM) and saw a gorgeous little bean, complete with tail stub and a gloriously beating heart. i could even make out the beginnings of tiny arms and legs and a head!
crazy. seriously crazy. bdub claims that if you hooked me up to a lie detector test and asked me if i secretly wanted the tail stub to stay, i would have to say "yes". this is true. i guess it has something to do with my mild obsession with the book Geek Love in my early twenties.
anyhoo, i got a bunch of prenatal vitamins, paid my $50 copay and that was that.
i can't describe the elation of seeing that heartbeat....nice and strong. plus, our due date is earlier than we had expected:
OCTOBER 18!!
that's brian wolfe day! what a coincidence! ehrrin keenan pointed out that already the bean knows how the wolfeinelli's roll, and is falling in line to arrive for our celebration.
symptoms thus far:
1. gas/constipation
2. fatigue
3. sore boobs
4. bloat
5. nausea
had our first doctor's appt today!
i am in such good hands. dr. moritz is a gem. i couldn't ask for a better doctor. plus, he delivered max roach's daughter's babies!! how crazy is that? if he's good enough for max roach, he's good enough for us.
he is also a bit of a tv star. here is a clip of him on abc news discussing eating disorders.
anyways, i gave about six vials of blood, had an ultrasound, and heard a big, beautiful heartbeat (about 150-160 BPM) and saw a gorgeous little bean, complete with tail stub and a gloriously beating heart. i could even make out the beginnings of tiny arms and legs and a head!
crazy. seriously crazy. bdub claims that if you hooked me up to a lie detector test and asked me if i secretly wanted the tail stub to stay, i would have to say "yes". this is true. i guess it has something to do with my mild obsession with the book Geek Love in my early twenties.
anyhoo, i got a bunch of prenatal vitamins, paid my $50 copay and that was that.
i can't describe the elation of seeing that heartbeat....nice and strong. plus, our due date is earlier than we had expected:
OCTOBER 18!!
that's brian wolfe day! what a coincidence! ehrrin keenan pointed out that already the bean knows how the wolfeinelli's roll, and is falling in line to arrive for our celebration.
symptoms thus far:
1. gas/constipation
2. fatigue
3. sore boobs
4. bloat
5. nausea
Friday, April 18, 2008
got one up the spout!
finally! the breaking of the hiatus!
i hadn't wanted to spill the beans until i had the results of our NT scan, which involves measurements from an ultrasound coupled with bloodwork yadda yadda yadda. it has been nearly TWO WEEKS and i have yet to receive any bloodwork from St. Luke's-Roosevelt's fetal evaluation unit, so i will hereby declare that i am sick of worrying about it! i will throw caution to the wind, believe all is well (do i have any good reason not to believe so?) and share this new chapter of insanity in my life with you, dear readers.
i have been privately journaling in anticipation of sharing my news....my next few posts will be playing a little catchup from the last couple of months. enjoy!
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2/17/ 08
so this is what the hiatus has been all about: i am PREGNANT! KNOCKED UP! GOT A BUN IN THE OVEN!
currently i am in my fourth week and going on my fifth. naturally, i don't want to post about this on my big old blog for the whole wide world, so i am journaling until up to my first appointment.
i found out i was expecting a week and one day ago. i was CERTAIN i was getting my period...isn't it funny how pregnany and menstrual symptoms can be exactly the same? anyway, when i hadn't gotten my period i had suspected that very day and picked up a pregnancy test at walgreen's. sure enough, a big, fat plus sign emerged.
i think i stood in the bathroom for a good five minutes with my hand over my mouth, gasping at this stick, looking at it and myself in the mirror, thinking that this couldn't be happening. when bdub came home from his rehearsal, i left the door to the bathroom ajar and the light on. i hit "play" on bdub's ipod, as i had had it set to the song, "let's have a baby" by our friend mike viola. some lyrics:
"you might think
we need more space
you might think
new york is not the place
you might think
but don't think
let's have a baby!"
bdub took this as a sign that i wanted to make a baby then and there, until i steered him to the bathroom sink. balancing on the edge of it was my pee stick. bdub's first words:
"i think i need to sit down."
then we hugged and kissed and cried a little. it was very special.
so here we are. one week later, still pregnant! i have my first doctor's appointment on march 10 with dr. moritz, an amazing doctor with the ny women's health clinic at roosevelt hospital. dr. moritz comes at the recommendation of kara dean, my new york pregnancy guru. SOOOOO relieved that i can check finding a great doctor off of the list (and he takes our insurance, thank god).
symptoms so far (in order of severity):
1. gas/constipation (is that tmi? whatever. it's true.)
2. fatigue
3. sore boobs
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