As of today, Ian and I have been married for exactly one and a half years.
What news, you ask? Not the news we'd hoped to share by now! I'm still massively pregnant (estimated due date of 11/28/2011). Despite a few weeks of lots of contractions (they call this prodromal labor, or "fooled 'ya again" labor), baby Felicity seems to be quite content to stay where she is. She probably knows we haven't quite figured out how to work the heat in our apartment yet...
Today my parents arrive in New York to spend Thanksgiving with us. I am unbelievably excited to see them and spend this time with them. Hopefully the baby will arrive before my dad has to take off next Monday.
Ian is loving his time at Columbia University so far. He is currently teaching a core curriculum course and gets to read and teach lots of fun authors like Descartes, Aristotle, Augustine, Machiavelli, and Locke. He has been working hard not only teaching his class, but on his own research as well. In addition to all of this, job application time! Ian conducted a limited job search, meaning that he only applied to the best of the best. Although we love living in New York, it would also be fantastic to find a more permanent position.
I have been on maternity leave for a week so far. I moved to part time in mid-October, and was planning on working until this week, but last Monday, after showering, dressing, and eating my breakfast, I just couldn't make it out the door to actually walk up the hill to get to the subway. Too much stress at work, too many contractions, and just too much discomfort (and a very strong desire to not be touched by strangers on the subway or have to smell their strong perfumes/colognes).
Ian and I have been spending lots of time together, which has been really nice, whether it's cooking dinner (Rachel sits at the table and chops things, Ian cooks), cleaning (Rachel fluffs pillows and arranges books, Ian actually cleans), doing laundry (Rachel sorts and folds the clothes, Ian carries them to the basement, does the laundry, and puts the clothes away), or hanging out (Rachel reads a fun book or spends time online, Ian prepares for class). Okay, it's not quite that bad, but I think both Ian and I will be glad and relieved when I can bend over again (yes, Ian currently has to put my socks on and sometimes my shoes) and can stay on my feet a little longer!
(These pictures are two weeks old, but you get the point: huge belly, puffy everything, pregnancy "glow")
What news, you ask? Not the news we'd hoped to share by now! I'm still massively pregnant (estimated due date of 11/28/2011). Despite a few weeks of lots of contractions (they call this prodromal labor, or "fooled 'ya again" labor), baby Felicity seems to be quite content to stay where she is. She probably knows we haven't quite figured out how to work the heat in our apartment yet...
Today my parents arrive in New York to spend Thanksgiving with us. I am unbelievably excited to see them and spend this time with them. Hopefully the baby will arrive before my dad has to take off next Monday.
Ian is loving his time at Columbia University so far. He is currently teaching a core curriculum course and gets to read and teach lots of fun authors like Descartes, Aristotle, Augustine, Machiavelli, and Locke. He has been working hard not only teaching his class, but on his own research as well. In addition to all of this, job application time! Ian conducted a limited job search, meaning that he only applied to the best of the best. Although we love living in New York, it would also be fantastic to find a more permanent position.
I have been on maternity leave for a week so far. I moved to part time in mid-October, and was planning on working until this week, but last Monday, after showering, dressing, and eating my breakfast, I just couldn't make it out the door to actually walk up the hill to get to the subway. Too much stress at work, too many contractions, and just too much discomfort (and a very strong desire to not be touched by strangers on the subway or have to smell their strong perfumes/colognes).
Ian and I have been spending lots of time together, which has been really nice, whether it's cooking dinner (Rachel sits at the table and chops things, Ian cooks), cleaning (Rachel fluffs pillows and arranges books, Ian actually cleans), doing laundry (Rachel sorts and folds the clothes, Ian carries them to the basement, does the laundry, and puts the clothes away), or hanging out (Rachel reads a fun book or spends time online, Ian prepares for class). Okay, it's not quite that bad, but I think both Ian and I will be glad and relieved when I can bend over again (yes, Ian currently has to put my socks on and sometimes my shoes) and can stay on my feet a little longer!
(These pictures are two weeks old, but you get the point: huge belly, puffy everything, pregnancy "glow")
