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    1. Oh god, it’s impossible! I almost told Tod in DC because I had to tell someone and he was far enough removed that Zazzy would never find out, but I couldn’t live with myself if I had to lie to her about it.

      Due date is April 4th. Which mean Bazzy very well may begin his life by ruining the Final Four. Asshole. When is yours?Report

        1. Thanks, brother!

          I’m not sure I love “Bazzy”. Zazzy is really just made by taking Kazzy, derived from my last name, and adding the first letter of my wife’s maiden name. There is no one else and no place else which uses that nickname. Bazzy simply repeated the process with “B” for Baby. We’ve got a multitude of monikers for it now, none of which we’ve settled on permanently (it seems most people eventually arrive at something, no?) and given that we are trying to avoid knowing the sex, using a real name isn’t an option either. There is probably something less-than-ideal by referring to everyone in my family by a derivation of my own name instead of something unique to themselves.

          But I’m sort of a jerk like that.Report

            1. I called it Jelly Bean for a while, because that is what the first sonogram looked like. Now we often call it Lil’ Shug (pronounced like the first syllable of sugar) because we use Shug as a pet name for each other when we’re being really annoying. I sort of like that, but also think it makes it sound like a shitty rapper.Report

              1. We’ve gone by a number of names. Jumping Bean was derived from the wiggly nature of the first ultrasound. We also had a martial-arts related name because es arms and legs were flailing like e was practicing karate. The wife is partial to another name, which I won’t mention, but would be along the lines of wiggly due to, well, the wiggling.

                I’ve got JB’s future pseudonyms picked out, roughly. It’s like getting to name the kid without my wife’s input! Without shame if e is named after a comic book character!Report

  1. Congrats Kazzy! Nap while you can, sleep’s the thing you’ll miss most (after yr money, sanity, and autonomy, that is) 😉Report

        1. Oh, no. I do all THAT stuff. But I tease her entirely too much and play far too many pranks.

          I don’t know that she has had a “favorite” part of it, as many of the difficulties of pregnancy conflate with a number of pre-existing difficulties she faces (e.g., “morning” sickness compounding her motion sickness), and we only just began telling people and isn’t showing yet so a number of the other “perks” that might come along with it via treatment by outside people haven’t materialized yet. She doesn’t feel any movement, which I assume is an incredibly powerful experience, and even the realness of it hasn’t fully sunk in yet.

          She does enjoy reading pregnancy blogs and message boards and finding dumb stuff to buy for the baby.Report

          1. I never did any of the stuff you describe in the last paragraph but several women must. I have a cousin who is at 32 weeks and she does everything you describe.

            I hope her morning sickness goes away. I got nauseous for like 2 weeks in the beginning but that was the worst part of the whole pregnancy. I didn’t even start feeling overly large until a week before my due date.Report

    1. It actually appears her “favorite part” can be more accurately described as finding cute things on Etsy, crying, and screaming, “YOU HATE ME!” when I fail to appropriately cry on queue.Report

      1. Lol, let the fun begin. From a single mom of a two year old, I’ll tell you the fun never ends. As I’m sure you know, being a teacher to sprouts and all.Report

  2. Soon, she’ll not be able to sleep through the night, for the wee one will put excess pressure on her bladder. This will seem a nuisance.

    In reality, I’ve grown to believe, it’s a crucial biological feed-back mechanism.

    Sleep depravation turns the mother, presumably an otherwise intelligent and curious being, into just the kind of person this new baby needs to care for it — a warm body filled with milk. And when the baby no longer needs that, she’ll magically begin sleeping longer, and the mother returns (somewhat altered) to her previous self. And a family is born.

    A tremendous biological feedback loop.

    Congratulations.Report

    1. “…a warm body filled with milk.”

      So, if Bad-Kazzy understands this properly, my baby will think of mommy as a cow and daddy as entirely useless?

      Good-Kazzy says thank you before chasing Bad-Kazzy back into his basement man cave.Report

      1. Well, basically. Except that you’ll be the clue that there’s more to life then Mommy’s milk.

        And I’m pretty sure there will be moments where bad Kazzy will feel extremely jealous of that relationship. But I really like T. Berry Brazelton’s philosophy that the most important role a father has in child rearing may be to teach the child how to treat mothers, how to treat women. And Good Kazzy will need every trick in the book there, because the deck’s stacked against you all too often.Report

    2. Sleep depravation turns the mother, presumably an otherwise intelligent and curious being, into just the kind of person this new baby needs to care for it — a warm body filled with milk.

      Babies: Foot soldiers of the Patriarchy.Report

  3. OMG! He/she looks just like you and/or your significant other.

    Kidding. I remember that that feeling of seeing the little guy on the screen for the first time – it was like being in a dream-state. Each milestone from here on out will build on this moment.Report

  4. Congrats.

    My niece is enjoying being able to go the library and read in quiet — the youngest of her two just started pre-school, so you have several years of “being nice to Zazzy” to llok forward to!Report

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