Andy & Jessica

So the other day Jude was asking me how long I’ve been with Oppenheimer (over 2 years).  Then he asked me how long I was at Dorsey.  I responded, “11 years.”  He said, without skipping a beat, “11 years of your life wasted.”  Hilarious!

Asher likes to fall asleep on road trips (e.g., to Litchfield or Fargo).  This weekend we roadtripped to Fargo to see my new nephew.  Asher requested that we wake him up, if we “see a UPS truck…because them sell toys.”  He has also recently asked me to wake him up if I see a train or a guy on a motorcycle who was not wearing a helmet.  Needless to say, we don’t honor this wake up requests.

Jude was asking me tonight if Uncle Mike always looked the way he looks now (shaved head).  I said that in high school Uncle Mike had really nice blackish brownish hair.  Jude asked, “What happened, did he not take care of it?”

So, I don’t like to brag or maybe I just don’t normally have anything to brag about.  But, I have something right now.  We went rollerskating today as a family.  I skated for 2 hours with my 21+ week old inside me, while holding the hands of Levi and Asher who were mostly always falling down.  Then after all that exercise, I entered the hula hoop contest at the roller rink at the end of the day.  During the contest, I was watching the hula hoop wobble over my big baby bump so intently that I got dizzy.  It was a tough contest, but with my boys watching me and encouraging me, there was no chance I was quitting.  After what felt like was an eternity, I won the contest and won a Laffy Taffy as a prize that Jude gobbled up.

After talking to his 21 week old sister in my tummy, hugging her and telling her how much he loved her, Jude said to me, “If you were that big for real, you’d only be slightly fat.”  I suppose I’ll take that as a compliment.

Colleague wrote a note to me during a client meeting today, “You don’t look pregnant.  Super skinny.”  Nice.  I’ll take it.

To me, “Only 11 more years til you’re 50.”  Not a welcome thought.  Makes me want to retire just thinking of it.

“Oh my gosh you’re really showing now!”  Not sure why random people feel entitled to comment freely on my pregnant body shape.  At least I’ve passed the half way point and someone just yesterday commented that I didn’t look pregnant at all.  I much prefer that comment.  Actually, I’d welcome more comments along that line.  Just don’t tell me how big I am.

While driving to swimming lessons this morning:

Levi with shock and disgust: “Someone’s smoking!”

Jude: “Roll up the windows!”