Did we fail to mention ... ?

That our cat is a "fertile Myrtle?"
whoops, heh heh. Anyway here are the pictures of our promiscuous feline and her offspring:

um,

These are the last two cute pics of the kids together before we repeat this, mwuah-ha-ha-ha-ha!!!

How do a two year old and a new born manage to take up an entire couch?!?

Garbage day!!

This is it, next time you see the boys, #1 will look like a cage fighter.

Tonka meets Micro Machine*

*a.k.a. "hoover" (get it?) Anyway, on to the montage:

"awww, bay!""ewww" (inspecting the slightly icky site of the future belly button)*insert lots of high pitched baby talk and various labeling of facial features*
"say hi....han(d)....hah doi(ng)""muah!"
I am so in for it...

Off to the Hospital...

This is the last belly shot you get. We should be losing the belly pretty soon.
the stats: water broke at 4-ish (surprise!), we started running around like crazies doing everything we thought we had at least a week more to do, and are getting ready to leave for the hospital now (8-ish) b/c for some odd reason the H doesn't want to have to shampoo his car tomorrow. more updates to come...

what to do when you're 9 months pregnant:

go camping, of course! There are SO many pictures we woulda/coulda/shoulda taken, but of the 3 days we were there, the camera only came out once. oops. In a nutshell, we went with a group of about 7 families from the chapel, there was running water, toilets, a makeshift kitchen (I brought the cast iron), plentiful food, an air mattress in the tent at night (woke up on the ground every morning...), s'mores, and sweat. And yes, I did scope out the perfect rock right next to the water, "just in case". tee hee.

twenty minutes ago:

while assembling the ingredients for Abuela's Dr. Cuz's famous key lime pie,

"lp, are you ready for a nap?"
"eh."
"as soon as I finish this, it's time to lay down, ok?"
"mm-kay"

exactly three minutes after that:

the question is, nature or nurture?

ETA: 2 hours after the last shot (and this one totally counts as a belly shot):

Caltanissetta on Holy Friday

You'll settle for pics and just a few disjointed words as opposed to nothing at all, right? Good. Click to enlarge.








It was a bit chilly and threatened to rain the whole evening, but we enjoyed ourselves nonetheless. That is, until mr. waaz decided there were entirely too many people crowding his American-grown personal space, at which time we purchased some delish pizza and escaped the crowd. There were fireworks, but we were back at the tour bus before we realized it and therefore missed them. There was a tour, which we enjoyed heartily but forgot most of the content of shortly after the guide closed her mouth. oops. I'll have to look all that up again sometime (gotta love the internet).









The parade we went to see featured 4th century floats of the 12 stations of the cross, hand carved and painted and meticulously maintained by the town's residents. Fresh flowers and a band playing beautiful music accompanies each float, along with many many catholic Sicilians. If you're interested in reading more about the traditions, there was an article in the Signature (link in sidebar) about this very event, or just google it like I'm going to. We didn't take many pics because both of our camera batteries were found to be dead mere minutes before we left, but did manage to get one of the actual floats, a couple shots of the miniature versions of the floats that were on display inside a church, a belly/family shot or two, and one of the bands (if you squint) from the balcony of a gothic church.








This concludes the pathetic excuse for a touristy post. I/we'll try to do better next time.

don't drink the water

So, what's it called when someone/thing is so empathetic to a woman's pregnant state that he/she/it begins to exhibit his/her/its' own pregnancy symptoms? You know: morning sickness, weight gain, mood swings, that sort of thing? Phantom pregnancy, I think it's called. yeah. Because a cat that's coming up on 7 weeks prego and a mom that's coming up on 7 months prego in the same house just isn't right. Please tell me she's just really fat and has a gurgly stomach:* *and, for reference, here's what she looked like not even a year ago.

...and the verdict is...

Well, aside from one person who had an unfair advantage (tee hee), good guesses everyone. You were all at least 50% correct! It seems that almost everyone was hoping for a girl, but expecting a boy. Mr. waaz and myself really had no clue or expectations, aside from having a short list of girl name possibilities and NOTHING for a boy. uh oh. Mom, how do you think this will look as the beginnings of a "coming home" ensemble?
Surprise, surprise (not really) my due date changed as well. Apparently I am now "due" June 12, exactly a month before Big Brother turns 2. Sorry, Gma/Gpa W, I doubt I'll be able to hold out until your anniversary. The good news is, that makes me 5 months/20 weeks PG already. Woo hoo! No wonder I'm not fitting into those size skinny jeans anymore...N.B.: for fear of offending the sensibilities of a certain doctor cuz, and because really they just look like black and white and grey fuzz, all ultrasound pics have been left out of this post. We'll bring them along in the suitcase if you really feel like squinting. We promise, however, that it's not worth it. We did get one wonderful "straight up the butt between the legs" shot that offered 99.9% confirmation, but the tech didn't happen to print that lovely angle. I'm sure the new boychild will be forever grateful.