Getting Ready

It's finally hitting me that we're leaving the Bay Area in the next couple weeks. We have an apartment in Portland, we booked a mover, and bought a plane ticket. Today, I start the packing. Blech.

I'm excited about our move, but at the same time, I will miss San Francisco. I'll miss long walks through Golden Gate Park, our corner farmer's market, the sound of the MUNI train, even our small old apartment and all its idiosyncracies.

There are still parts of San Fran that I haven't explored yet, but that's okay. We're pretty sure we'll be back to visit.

We won't know anyone in Portland, but we're pretty sure we'll meet people through ESK and church. To the left is ESK's friend BK (born 3 days before E) who also just left San Francisco last week. If you can't tell, they're holding hands. Us two moms were going crazy during this photo shoot.

We visited Portland a few weeks ago, and just walking around got me pretty excited. Even E seemed to be taking in her new surroundings. The apartment we found is in a great neighborhood full of galleries, restaurants and shopping! Visitors are welcome!

Less Hair, More Poop

I realized I've been reading everyone else's blogs, but haven't updated my own in almost a month! Yikes.

What's new with me? Well, rampant hair loss is what's happening. Everytime I run my fingers through my hair, a clump falls out. And I can see much more of my scalp than I ever have in my life!

My sister warned me about this post-pregnancy stage, but didn't realize how icky it was until it actually happened to me. My hair is everywhere but on my head it seems. SK keeps complaining about all the hair I'm leaving around the apartment. Little E has strands of my hair in her fists and sometimes I even find strands in the folds of her chubby little neck (or non-neck I guess would be more accurate).

While I've been losing my hair, ESK is teething and as a result, I think her BMs are affected. She's been pooping so much lately! And its the loose, watery kind of poops, so it gets everywhere. I don't know what's normal, but I change ESK's outfits several times a day because of poop stains.

As a result, SK and I have thought of many poop-related nicknames for little ESK. Here's a few: Poopie Monster, Poopie Longstockings, Poopie Galore, Octopoopie, Poopie McPoopie from Pooptown... We think of new ones every couple of days as we're continually amazed by the amount of excrement this little one can produce. Please share any scatalogically humorous names you can think of.

Speaking of poopie monsters... here's a few pictures of my little niece G during our visit to Philly. G was a good older cousin, but she was very interested in baby things. For example, she insisted on wearing her little cousin's size 2 Elmo diapers (which of course gave her a wedgie) and crawling into the infant car seat. Here's G caught in the act:

And here's G playing with ESK's pacifier. ESK looks a little annoyed:

Finally, here's GMK showing off her signature "pound" move with her uncle SK: