The Heusens

Today's my birthday! Ashlyn got me a video camera so we can film the labor! Just kidding, that would horrify her. Over-the-shoulder shots only.



We went out to a nice dinner at the Village Pub in Woodside. Isn't Ashie looking cute in her dress? Look at that bump!



So, apparently during pregnancy, you're not supposed to have cured meats. So naturally, we go straight for the charcuterie platter. Mmmm... potted meats.



And instead of having anything "gourmet", Ash goes for the burger.



By the time dessert came around, I was stuffed! So rather than get some kind of cake or pastry dessert, we ordered one hot chocolate, marshmallows, and chocolate chip cookie dessert. This made it a little hard for them to put in the candles. Notice the one measly candle in the marshmallow.





I couldn't stop rubbing her tummy the whole night! Isn't she the best?

Labels: events, Food, photos

Posted by Kris at 10:42 PM | Permalink | Comments

I get peeved about the week-based pregnancy counting system. Here's how it works:

First, they start counting at the time of your last period. So by the time you actually conceive, you're already 14 days pregnant. I suppose since you can't really tell exactly when you conceive, this is OK by me.

Second, they count by the week you are IN, not the weeks you've PASSED like a sane person would. So by the time you actually conceive, you're IN week 3 because you've passed week 2. My 27th birthday is coming up soon. I COULD tell everyone "I'm in my 27th year now. By the time my birthday rolls along, I'll be in my 28th year"... but then I'd get funny looks. You COULD say a newborn baby is "in it's first year"... but everyone you told that to would want to strangle you.

But what really gets to me is that instead of saying "I'm in week 3 of my pregnancy", you'd say "I'm 3 weeks pregnant". That's ridiculous. So basically they've taken the "milestone-based" system that we all know and love, and messed with it for no good reason. It would be like saying "I'm 1 century old". Or saying "I've been on vacation for a month" the second you step out of the plane to Hawaii.

Am I right or what? We need a grassroots movement to rid the world of this insanity.

Labels: Pregnancy, rant, units of time

Posted by Kris at 5:00 PM | Permalink | Comments

The unbuttoning is in full force now!

Ashlyn is feeling good, but she still thinks she's in the "is she getting fat or pregnant?" stage. So despite the fact that everyone knows it's a cute baby bump, she's giving me all this insecurity grief. I think she's beautiful, and tell her all the time... but you know how little a husband's opinion matters... If you get a chance, tell her she's looking great!

Next week is the anatomical ultrasound where we find out the baby's gender! I'm betting it's a girl. I'm like 99% sure. My grandma is crazy about gambling, like most Chinese are. If it's a girl, I'm winning $100.

Besides that, we're just cruising along. I'm in the middle of thesis writing hell. Please put me out of my misery.

Labels: photos, Pregnancy

Posted by Kris at 4:46 PM | Permalink | Comments