She moves in mysterious ways....

It is a bouncing pig it is. I had heard and read that baby would snooze during the day and then start dancing about at night when mom is trying to sleep. Well Pig dances all day long. Starting to wonder when she does manage to sleep. Worried that K and I will have a super fussy, high maintenance Pig on our hands. But then I'm really grateful for the constant reminder that she's there and kicking. Every morning when I wake up, my little roommate wakes up too and demands that we start moving. I love that I'm never alone while she's with me.

Her movements:

1) The twirl - most common move, very picky this little girl. She hates bad posture so whenever I start to hunch over my keyboard at work, she spins about indignantly until I straighten up.
2) The jab - second most common, usually in response to K's nightly poking and proding.
3) The slither - this one is pretty creepy, when I stretch out onto our bed, I can feel the lump that is Pig move from one side to another. It feels like a snake slithering around.
4) The stretch - I kinda like this one even though it hurts a bit. Occasionally, I look down and see a piece of Pig pushed up against the wall of my belly. I like to pat the little body part, who knows what it is, it feels kinda rounded mostly so maybe she's doing alot of headbutting.
5) The hiccup - this one is not very strong but rhythmic so I'm assuming that they're hiccups.

Insomnia

At 3 am I toddled sleepily over to the bathroom and then got back to bed and realized that I couldn't fall back asleep. So there I lay, staring at the back of K's tousled head, thinking...thinking...thinking. Best way to fold laundry, how I can use up the creme fraiche I had in the fridge, whether lying at a 45 degree angle with my right side propped up by a pillow counted as lying on my left side because damn, it was comfy....and so on and so forth.

Until, I started thinking about Bugs Bunny in What's Opera Doc?, I've been obsessed since seeing Bugs Bunny on Broadway. As K snored I began to hum quietly to myself "Kill the Wabbit, Kill the Wabbit..." So of course K was puzzled when later that morning as he was getting ready to take a shower, I stood outside the bathroom door asking him to reenact a scene with me.

Me: Brunhilde you're so WUV-VWY!

K: ????

Me: That's your cue! You have to sing, "Yes, I know it, I can't heellpp it!"

K: No, I'm not doing that.

Me: Yes, c'mon and...Brunhilde you're so WUV-VWY!

K: (mumbling) yeah I can't help it....

Hmm, maybe next time I should let him be Siegfried...

Optimash Prime

Just wanted to say how much I love this spud and want to get him for me, er, Pig.

Saturday K and I drove to Wolftrap to see the National Symphony Orchestra perform Bugs Bunny on Broadway. Outdoor venue so it was pretty scorching even at 8:30 pm when the performance began and while we waited, K and I marveled at the number of picnickers braving the heat out on the lawn..with little kids. Well, ok I stared at the food too. I started to think hey that'll be us soon, sitting with our shorts and colorful crocs on, Pig in K's lap, Pig's brother in mine. K and Pig would feed each other Cheez-its while Pig's brother and I would munch/gum pieces of grapes and cheese. By that time, everyone would be into kim-bap (hey I can dream) so I'd have several lunch boxes of them open. We would sit happily enough until a few minutes into the performance when Pig would announce she needed to go pee and Pig's brother would just go ahead and relieve himself in his diaper. After several bathroom breaks, Pig and brother would fall asleep and K and I would hold hands and listen to the music and just think how only a few years ago, life was simpler but not as fulfilling.

and the Pig goes....

Last Christmas when my parents, K, my sister H soon to be Emo, and I were in Seoul, we checked out the Year of the Pig exhibit at the National Folk Museum. Swine galore, from fierce looking bronze boars in armor to colorful arrangements of plastic pigs. The most entertaining by far was the list of pig noises by language, e.g. English "oink-oink." In Korean it's "kkool-kkool" and in Chinese it's "hung-hung".... wait a minute, hung-hung? What the heck is that? When does the pig go "hung-hung?" Please, my Chinese homies, explain this hung-hung business, is this for real?