Pregnancy and other preoccupations
Dec. 6th, 2001 06:03 pmI guess that this would be my first official posting of JD having a bun in the oven.
Okay, with that out of the way, I'll stick to the present. :)
After the crap of having to do a George Harrison obit show. We had talked about getting stuff prepared (guests from music mags and Britain and music) ready so we would be ready to roll when it happened. I hadn't had much luck w/ getting guests but I had been downloading and editing songs and interview clips. Unfortunately, the news of his death didn't get out until late in the night and I didn't find out about it until I walked into the station at 4:30am. Yes, I had a bunch of audio...sitting as wav files on my computer at home. After an extensive period of panic/anger/disappointment, I came away for the morning w/ a profound lesson in trying to always "Be Prepared." If I have to burn 3 CDs w/ a few items on them...that's what I have to do. CYA...It all comes down to CYA.
This week, however, couldn't have been any better than one could ask for. We've had some great topics/guests/calls and it's nice that this would be the week that the president of the radio division of Susquehanna would come to town for his yearly visit. He was listening to our show this morning and had lots of praise for us. :) Big Time :)
I'm just along for the ride when we look at the home front. JD told me today that she only knows when she's had a good day when she has a bad day. Today she's had a bad day, so she could tell me that the past two days were good. To me...she seems to have moments of contentment and satisfaction. Sometimes she is giddy when we kid around some; but if we aren't interacting, she seems like she's tolerating some sort of mild discomfort. Ernie has loved her tendency for day long naps, a nice warm body for him to rest on for extended hours (his daddy is far too twitchy and shifty for him to ever receive the proper comfort).
I must confess that what actually is worrying me more than anything else is the dwindling occurrences of JD doing housework. It's never been at a level that has satisfied me...and the last thing I'm going to do while she's pregnant is to complain about her not pitching in as much... But this is the part that scares me - when can I ask her to increase her part? Once we have a kid, caring for Izzy is a pretty powerful excuse. I'm starting to realize that I will have to do mantras until the child is old enough to cover for her shortcoming w/ chores. :)
Okay, with that out of the way, I'll stick to the present. :)
After the crap of having to do a George Harrison obit show. We had talked about getting stuff prepared (guests from music mags and Britain and music) ready so we would be ready to roll when it happened. I hadn't had much luck w/ getting guests but I had been downloading and editing songs and interview clips. Unfortunately, the news of his death didn't get out until late in the night and I didn't find out about it until I walked into the station at 4:30am. Yes, I had a bunch of audio...sitting as wav files on my computer at home. After an extensive period of panic/anger/disappointment, I came away for the morning w/ a profound lesson in trying to always "Be Prepared." If I have to burn 3 CDs w/ a few items on them...that's what I have to do. CYA...It all comes down to CYA.
This week, however, couldn't have been any better than one could ask for. We've had some great topics/guests/calls and it's nice that this would be the week that the president of the radio division of Susquehanna would come to town for his yearly visit. He was listening to our show this morning and had lots of praise for us. :) Big Time :)
I'm just along for the ride when we look at the home front. JD told me today that she only knows when she's had a good day when she has a bad day. Today she's had a bad day, so she could tell me that the past two days were good. To me...she seems to have moments of contentment and satisfaction. Sometimes she is giddy when we kid around some; but if we aren't interacting, she seems like she's tolerating some sort of mild discomfort. Ernie has loved her tendency for day long naps, a nice warm body for him to rest on for extended hours (his daddy is far too twitchy and shifty for him to ever receive the proper comfort).
I must confess that what actually is worrying me more than anything else is the dwindling occurrences of JD doing housework. It's never been at a level that has satisfied me...and the last thing I'm going to do while she's pregnant is to complain about her not pitching in as much... But this is the part that scares me - when can I ask her to increase her part? Once we have a kid, caring for Izzy is a pretty powerful excuse. I'm starting to realize that I will have to do mantras until the child is old enough to cover for her shortcoming w/ chores. :)