The Violent Femmes show was great.  Jenne and I drove over and had pizza at the Bag (yum) before walking to the show. My parents’ place is in the most convenient building to the hub of activity on the mountain, so it was literally a few steps away. We could have technically watched (and probably heard) the show from the locker room of their building.

The opening act sucked, and we both sort of wished we’d just waited til we knew the Femmes were playing, which, again, would have been an easy task — stick head out window, listen —  but alas, we didn’t. There were no chairs (i know! I’m old!) but there were stacks of them in the back, and I asked a guy if he could please get us two of them, the whole time, my belly stuck out and rubbing it. I haven’t used the belly to get shit done until that night, and it worked fabulously. I mean, who’s going to ask the Very Pregnant Lady at the concert to STAND? We sat through the opening act, but when the Femmes came on, we abandoned the chairs and worked to avoid wildly careening drunken ski bums. Oh, and I danced as best I could, which meant holding my belly with at least one hand most of the time.  It was great, the third time I’ve seen them, and a great Baby’s First Rock Concert,if I do say so myself.

I used the belly again to try to get out the side door after the show; the setup to get in was that we had to walk all the way around the base lodge to be admitted, but the side door is the one that looks directly at the locker room of my folks’ building, and you know, everything is covered in snow, I’m pregnant, etc. I asked the security guard if we could slip out the side door, and he said "NO!" and I did the stick-out-and-rub-the-belly thing again, and said "Please? I’m staying G-Village, right there…" and while I was batting my big pregnant eyelashes, other attendees just threw open the door and started filing out, so I guess I functioned more as the distraction than anything. It was cool, though.

We drove back the next day, and even took the time to find Wire Bridge, which is one of those things that I drive by the signs but never actually have visited. It was neat. Wood and wire, and we drove across and back before heading to Skowhegan and stopping for breakfast at a place that makes it’s own biscuits and donuts. YUM. 

Dave had primed the hallway while I was gone, and we picked out colors — a buttery yellow for the bottom of the chair rail, and a more neutral yellow for the top, which will (eventually) wrap around and through the stairs.  We had another CBE class at the hospital, where I realized I find the intervention videos make me cringe more than the labor/delivery videos do. Also, I find myself trying really hard NOT to cry watching all that hot, hot, birth action. Crazy what a placenta does to your emotions.

I’ve been really surprised at how mentally taxing pregnancy has been. I feel stupider. (see?) I feel like it takes twice the brainpower to do half the thinking or whatever, and it SUCKS, because I’ve always considered myself fairly intelligent. Feeling stupid sucks, especially as a freaking GRAD STUDENT.

Other than that, things are good. Dave and I are talking a lot about the postpartum period, and what we worry about and are trying to prepare for (PPD, mostly), and we both agree that May is probably a great time for me to have a baby. (Convenient, huh?) The improving weather at that time is always energizing, and Dave really wants to sling up the baby and get outside as much as possible — walks after work, etc — because we want our kid to know the outdoors. To that end, last night he even donated money to the fire department in exchange for tickets to a BFD/BPD baseball game that’s happening in June at the stadium 3 blocks from our house. (Plus, as Dave’s biggest fear in life is to lose everything he owns in a fire, he thought it would be good to have the FD know where we live. Heh.) I’m especially excited about that, because I’ve been wanting to go to a game over there since we moved here, but we never have as Dave is more of a homebody. I’m excited to see him already thinking of things to do as a family in the big world beyond our backyard. We have a great yard, for sure, and I can see lots of quality hammock time in our future, but we do live so close to cheap/free activities, I’m excited to take advantage of them.