technocracygirl: Cartoon Raven from "Teen Titans" glaring at you from over the top of her book (Default)
So we went in for the big ultrasound on Tuesday. Once again, I had to have a full bladder, and there are few things more uncomfortable than having someone press a large piece of plastic into your stomach with a full bladder.

Kidlet was not as active as it has been in the past, but it was still being, according to the tech, squirrelly. Part of me wants to be able to feel Kidlet, and part of me is dreading it, because I have a feeling that it will gleefully kick, punch, and head-butt every internal organ of mine it can reach.

Kidlet's skin is translucent and it has very few muscles at the moment, so it was really easy to see the skeleton. Group Health is kind enough to put a secondary monitor on the wall so the proddee can see what's going on.

There was a fantastic shot of the spinal cord -- you could see each vertebrae, and all of the ribs coming down. It was almost like a picture in an anatomy textbook.

The heart was pumping away, very quickly, and the tech got a really good shot of all four chambers, doing what they're supposed to do. The heart rate is also what it's supposed to be at this age, too.

"Baby's Urinary Tract" just struck me as an amusing way to put it. True, but amusing.

Lots of head shots, and we were assured that everything was where it was supposed to be.

Kidlet still had two arms and two legs, but now we could see the femur and the humerus. They were these big, long, glowing white sticks. Instead of being out of an anatomy book, they were out of a Halloween picture, because you couldn't really see what they were attached to.

I got a call from my OB's office yesterday, and I was assured that I did not have placenta previa, and that all of the vital stats that the tech had collected for Kidlet were, in fact, in the range of normal. So that's all good.

A statement of gender will wait until after the holidays.
technocracygirl: From A&E's Horatio Hornblower, Major Edrington is smirking and Horatio is looking abashed. (silliness)
My body is definitely rearranging itself. I am decidedly pudgy in the forward direction. More so than usual, anyway. It is...a little twitchy for me.

Also, I can do without the 5:30 am alarm in my head, which seems to be going off this week regardless of what I do. I can ignore the other ones, but 5:30 just won't shut up.

We went to Beth Am last night. Mom and Dad joined us, since I was singing with the choir. I suspect I will be able to feel the kavanah more when I'm more used to the music, and especially when I'm not trying to pick the correct notes out of the air on the fly from the sopranos around me. Fortunately, I am surrounded by some good sopranos, so that helps. I am getting better at sight-reading, though. Perhaps when Peanut is older, I'll audition for the Seattle Women's Chorus again. (I also might have a bit more confidence in my abilities at that time.)

I'm probably going to go to services this morning. I wonder if it sucks or is awesome to have your b'nai mitzvah during Hannukah.

We went to the Taproot Thursday night with [profile] wanderingfey's mom and stepfather. They're showing Sherlock Holmes and the Case of the Christmas Carol. It wasn't as good as I hoped it would be be, but it was still quite good. Watson was excellent, although I would have also liked to have seem more of Mycroft. Moriarty was fabulous; that was easily the best Marley scene I've seen since A Muppet Christmas Carol. I couldn't quite warm up to Holmes, but Holmes isn't necessarily a warm-up-to sort of guy. Holmes was a much harder nut to crack than Scrooge often is; he didn't really start to break down until a decent way into the third spirit. But it was all very believable and as true to the character of Holmes as one can get and still have the format of A Christmas Carol. I also missed the lack of children that they get at ACT; Young Holmes was a bit too tall for my taste. He was, however, very easy on the eyes.
technocracygirl: Martha Jones in a lab coat, leaning over with a stethoscope (science)
I'm pregnant.

We've been trying for a bit, so it was a matter of time before one took, I suppose. I'm just about 14 weeks in, and I still mostly just feel sick instead of pregnant, but I figure that'll start changing soon, given that my body's starting to shift around.

So far as we're able to tell at the moment, the kidlet is as healthy as it can be, which is very good. It's too early for gender; we won't know that until late December. Kidlet will be popping out some time in late April/early May.

Really, there's not much more to tell at the moment, except for vital statistics that I'd rather not put down on the net for public consumption.

But yeah. I'm pregnant. And just a tad bit terrified. ;)
technocracygirl: Black-and-white shot of Doctor Martha Jones, with the red phrase "Unseen Brilliance" underneath (Unseen Brilliance)
The Hypothetical Child will get some sort of lecture on how you do not put anything on the internet that you would not want to find ten years later. Or, perhaps worse to a teenager, that you would not want your parents to find.

This was one of those things, ergo the waiting period.

A position opened up at work for a Quality Systems Specialist. What is a Quality Systems Specialist, you may ask? It is someone who works for the Quality Systems Manager, doing QC stuff like making sure the lab continues to be A2LA accredited. (This is very important, by the way. VERY important.)

"But [personal profile] technocracygirl," you may ask, "Why on earth would you want to be a Quality Systems Specialist, when you can be a drug chemist and go out on inspections and do neat things like that?"

And I would say, "One: the Hypothetical Child is hypothetical, and while I am paranoid about such things as gloves, a desk job is somewhat safer. Two: there is promotional potential."

And you might say, "Is there a pay increase involved in this?"

And I would respond, with a sigh, "No, and that is why I am pondering making the office brownies instead of buying doughnuts."

So, whee! I must say, it's a bit odd to have everyone congratulating me when I'm not even moving out of my pod.

I'm not going to say it's my favoritest job ever. But I may very well end up enjoying it, and I think I can do a decent job of it. And by G-d, it's some of the most transferable skills I will ever pick up.

Happy news

Aug. 23rd, 2010 04:57 pm
technocracygirl: Alexander Siddig from <i>Kingdom of Heaven</i> (Gorgeous)
There is goodness.

Details will be forthcoming.

Edit: This is a non-child related announcement.


Feb. 15th, 2010 07:26 am
technocracygirl: From A&E's Horatio Hornblower, Major Edrington is smirking and Horatio is looking abashed. (amusement)
My mom spent this last weekend in Cambodia with my brother, which was awesome. But on her last full day there, she fell down and fractured her right leg. I got an email asking me to find out which hospital she'd need to go to. I feel bad because I didn't check my email last night before sleep, so I couldn't call until this morning. The consulting nurse laughed halfway through and said, "I just got a call from your father asking the exact same thing." So she will get out of a really long plane ride, followed by customs, just to go to the emergency room. That will suck a lot.

We had a party for [profile] wanderingfey and [profile] pseudodragon on Saturday, which went really, really well. People came, played games, talked, ate, and generally had a really darned good time. I tend to get freaked out beforehand about the amount of work, and it always seems to go better than I imagined. And we really do need to entertain more, At least small gatherings, if nothing else.

V-day wasn't much. We walked around Redmond in the rain, had some pretty good Cajun food at a lovely restaurant (Alligator Soul, if anyone's keeping track) and came home. I promptly passed out for 12 hours. This whole "waking up at 7" thing really sucks when you've been up until one or two in the morning.

And I am getting better at omelet-making.
technocracygirl: Cartoon Raven from "Teen Titans" glaring at you from over the top of her book (Default)
I did not make it into the Seattle Women's Chorus. However, I was told that the director thought I had a good voice, but was rusty, and that she'd love to see me try again.

Which is kind of what I was thinking anyway. Well, the rusty part. It's hard to hear your own voice, to know that you can do better, and not be able to do so.

Part of me is really sad, and I'm pretty sure that it's just sheer disappointment in myself. Part of me is actually a little pleased. Mostly because I'm not taking this criticism personally. I have a really big problem with taking non-personal things personally, and maybe it's because I'm not as emotionally invested in this Chorus as I could be, but I'm able to look at this this and go, "Okay, I can take this, learn from it, and move on."

*smile* This is also another kick to get me to synagogue-shop.


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