Wonder of wonders

Okay so here is the update: First I got to say that even though most of you have not yet ventured into this territory, ultrasounds are amazing. You can see everything, beating heart, brain, big feet, toes, fingers...pretty cool. And even cooler we could plainly see that its a girl!!! We are pretty dang excited, and she wasn't even wearing pink (phew!)

A Brief Moment

So I only have a moment to say hi before my boss wonders what I am doing at my desk. I feel for you Jo. I wish I hadn't played so much my first round at college, especially since my major today is the exact same as when I started UNC. Good job Maki on getting this going. I will try to get a picture of my baby boy up on the post next time. I gotta show him off to everyone!

Hmmm... well I feel I need a picture. I have nothing new though, so here's a oldie but goodie to compete with the cats in sinks. Lucy sleeping in a fish bowl, back in the old apartment before you guys even moved in!

(Valerie, you'll have to excuse us babyless ladies who must talk about their cats instead of their children.)

Today I had an exam on fitting RGPs (rigid gas permeable contact lenses) and did ok on it, but not great. I definitely understudied on that one. Spent my entire weekend studying for a different class that's a lot harder. Tomorrow is a notorious proficiency that almost no one passes, because it's ridiculously hard skill that we'll almost never actually do as doctors. 5 minutes to obtain a magnified scan of the retina, optic nerve head, and macula through an undilated pupil. Then it's onto the next exam which is Thursday over diagnostic case analysis stuff. Which is kind of fun, the real optometry that I'll be doing the rest of my life, but hard to study for which is why I'm here blogging instead.

Are you guys sure you want me here? My life is pretty much this: study, study, study, exam, whine, study, proficiency, study, study, tearful breakdown, study, whine, rant, cry, exam, exam. Yup. Sometimes I do laundry too. It's exciting stuff, optometry school.

not just another monday

I took Ephraim to his first community center class this morning. It is an imagination, music, movement class for two year olds. Ephraim definitely got the movement part. It was in a big gym which to Ephraim is a big wide open invitation to nonstop running around. He sat for the songs for a while and sang and played instruments like all the other kids, but pretty soon was running little circles around me while singing and pretty soon the circles got as big as the gym would allow and it occurred to me, it is only my child that feels the need to be in absolute constant motion, a trait most definitely not inherited by his mama. Hmm... where could he have gotten this need for speed? Thankfully there were later games that actually incorporated running, hopping, and skipping across the gym which he liked much more, but then I had the thought what if number two is as active as number one? Oh Lord. Speaking of number two, today is the day that the doctor will put the magic wand on my belly and hopefully tell us as the gender!! Please baby don't cross your legs :) My sister, Jill is expecting in April and her very modest baby refuses to let anyone see down there, which is weird because she (Jill) has never been known for her modesty. So keep your fingers crossed for a non-girly girl or mellow boy. If only an ultrasound could tell us personality too.

First Post

Here are my almost 6-month old kittens making their first, but definitely far from last, blog appearance. Mishawaka (Mish) and Nokhu (Noks) in one of their favorite napping spots. Right now Noks is passed out in another favorite spot -- between the monitor and the keyboard. That's the most exciting tidbit of news I can come up with at this moment. I am going to head to LaGuardia to pick up Brian in about a half an hour. He's been off having fun skiing in Colorado for a week while I've been slaving away, or seriously slacking off depending on how you view my surfing on the internet while I should be accomplishing something work related.