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Alixa attended her first book club meeting this week with a group of women from the ward. She felt a little awkward because she didn’t really know any of them, but she enjoyed herself. The book they read this month was The Hiding Place, which deals with some issues from WWII. It didn’t go entirely smoothly, however. At one point they were discussing how it can be a person’s “time” to die, and the recent plane crash in Buffalo was cited as an example. Lix decided to make a joke about Octomom and how she needed the space here on earth or something. She told the joke to me later, and I thought it was funny, but I guess it didn’t fit with the middle-aged woman crowd.
Alixa did get to select the book for next month, and she chose The Glass Castle. I read this book this week, and it is quite an interesting read. I don’t want to give too much away, because I think you should all read it, but I will say that I have never been more appalled by parents than I was when reading the book. It is an autobiography of sorts, and recounts experiences like the time the author set herself on fire at 3 years of age because she was doing the cooking by herself, the time her dad used her as a prostitute to try and make some money to buy beer, and the time all 4 children (ages 8, 6, 3, and a newborn) were tossed into the back of a UHaul and driven across the country. The writing is really well done, and it is interesting to see how a productive member of society can emerge from such a bizarre past.
Alixa had another doctor’s appointment this week to make sure that everything is developing normally. Both baby and mama seem to be physically healthy. Psychologically…well that is another matter entirely. This particular day was what Lix refers to as one of her “weepy days”. Part of this checkup involved stepping onto a scale. This is something that no woman enjoys, and can be particularly traumatic for a pregnant lady, or so I would imagine. Alixa was not happy with the amount of weight she had gained. I will not divulge what that gain was, lest this be the last post I ever write. Anyway, she began sobbing uncontrollably and did not stop for several hours. Jarom tried to console her, but let’s face it, that has never been his strong suit. She has since recovered, making everyone around here much more comfortable.
This was the actual weight on Jarom's new scale
In other weight related news, Jarom got a scale this week to monitor his increasing fatness. In an effort to make Alixa feel really terrible, I volunteered to be weighed, and came in at a hefty 3 pounds. That’s about 195 less than Jarom, who ran a 10k later that night because he felt so terrible about himself. On Monday the Winns leave for a week in Kiawah Island, South Carolina with the parents Winn, Jasonannie, and the Mike Slaugh family. There are plans to do some golfing, some kayaking, some nothing, and possibly some more nothing. It should be a great time. Enjoy the first week of March!
2 comments:
Lix, there's absolutely nothing you can do to stop gaining weight. Just roll with it. You're already exercising! Remember, it's all baby. You're about 6 months now, right? 6.5? Hate to break it to you, but you're only going to get bigger. Just be happy and enjoy it because when it's all over, you'll miss how cute you looked while you were pregnant. Post-baby body is a heck of a lot less cute and tons more jiggly than pregnant-body. I'd trade you places any day. And fyi, I weighed more than Dave when I had Wes. It happens.
Don't worry. A few months ago, I stepped onto our scale at home. Just as the numbers on the scale climbed higher than I had ever seen before, I heard a loud "ping" and a "rattle", after which the scale read "ERROR". Yep. My scale told me I was too fat.
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