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So I was sitting at lunch today and realized I did exactly what I thought I might do last week: forgot to post some writing on Monday.
I’m sorry. But ah well, I suppose I will just start writing when I can and when inspiration truly hits me instead of on a regular day every week.
I’ve also been quieter than normal this week too, and I am sorry for that. Work has been wildly busy. We are talking about hiring a third person for our two-man marketing group, which would be amazing, because I am about completely zombified by the time I get home every day lately. This evening I just laid silently on the bed with hubby for about 20 minutes…a big change from my usual constant blabber and energy from the time I walk in the door.
I hope you are all having a good week and are retaining many more brain cells than I am lately. Talk to you more soon.
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Probably since I’m not pregnant yet and see this “issue” only on the distant horizon, I hadn’t thought much yet about toxoplasmosis, a parasitic disease that can be carried by animals (primarily cats) and that I’ve heard is a sizeable danger for pregnant women, so much that their partners should scoop the litter box(es) during the pregnancy. Really I’ve only thought about it in terms of being able to take a break from litter box duty for 9 months. (Just kidding, hubby. Kind of.)
Thankfully, largely gone are the days when people try to insist you should get rid of your cats when you become pregnant (give me a break) although the sentiment obviously still exists, as I learned while reading one of my favorites, Sanguine Symmetry, the other day. I was curious what the current medical opinion is, so I explored that today at our vet’s office.
Hubby and I were there, taking our cats for their regular six month appointment. I told the vet we are trying to start a family and asked if it’s really true that hubby needs to scoop the litter box when and if I become pregnant.
“You have to get rid of the cats,” he said.
Just kidding, our doc didn’t tell us to get rid of Spencer and Chloe. If he had I would have laughed him right out of the exam room and promptly found us another veterinarian. What really happened was:
“Weelll,” he smiled and laughed, “it’s not as cut and dry as people think.”
He went on to say a few very interesting things. According to doc:
- Toxoplasmosis is more of a concern with indoor/outdoor cats in the picture (ours are indoor)
- Toxoplasmosis is more commonly caught from handling raw meats than it is from being in close contact with cat feces
- My OBGYN can and will do a screen for toxomplasmosis early on in any future pregnancy to determine if I’ve already been exposed and am thus immune
- Toxoplasmosis generally takes 72 hours to develop (if it’s even going to) in feces…so if you scoop your litterbox every day or two, like we do, it shouldn’t be an issue
- It’s always nice to have your partner scoop just in case, but if you do scoop, wear gloves
His real recommendation involved doing a deworming of the cats a few months before I give birth. He said that this is more of a concern as far as cats and pregnancy/newborns are concerned. He also recommended a crib tent to keep cats who like to snuggle away from baby.
I found our morning lesson very interesting, but have to admit I’m just a teensy tiny bit disappointed I didn’t get a definitive, “You give that pooper scooper to your husband, and you give it to him the moment you find out you’re pregnant!” as an overwhelming response. 😉
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If I could describe our weekend in one word, it would be languid.
Friday night hubby and I celebrated our six months of marriage with the aforementioned meal of artichokes, flank steak, and mashed potatoes. It was delicious. We watched a Lifetime movie and snuggled sleepily on the couch with the cats. Ah, and I ended up picking up this treat for dessert from Whole Foods:
Saturday it was pouring rain here in Atlanta. After sleeping in much later than normal, we ran a couple errands (one of which left us in a downpour without an umbrella) and then promptly returned home to make lunch and nap for several hours. That night we had dinner with my cousin, his wife, and their two daughters. Hubby and I both enjoyed seeing them, and in his case meeting mother and one of the daughters who weren’t able to make our wedding because of an illness that weekend.
Sunday morning the rain clouds had left Atlanta behind. The blue skies and welcome, rough breeze easily convinced us to open the door to our patio, and we enjoyed the fresh air and sounds of the city street below all day. For just a little while we worked on our conception mandala. Here’s a picture of the mandala when we started today. I’ll share more once we’re a little further along.
After lounging the day away we made flank steak and artichoke pizza with our leftovers from Friday. (Excellent idea. Try it.)
Then we took a walk around one of the neighborhoods behind our condo. I pointed out single-family homes I liked and told hubby the things I’d change about their landscaping or overall aesthetics. We talked about wanting lots of bird feeders and a bird bath someday, and about how Little Imaginary Future Baby of ours will probably love looking at the birds (as will the cats.)
Ah, almost forgot the three hour nap we fit in the middle of the day (again.)
Overall, the word languid really seems to encapsulate the weekend. The last several days have felt sleepy, dreamlike. We must have needed the extra rest, but somehow I still don’t feel rested enough.
How was your weekend?
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Happy Earth Day to Nemo, my peace lily I bought when my company moved into our new office space at the start of this year! In our old office, my cube was extremely sterile — not to mention relatively soul-sucking — but I made it one of my goals to spruce up my new work space in the hopes that it would help elevate my spirits during the hours I am at work. I really think it has helped.
Also, Nemo is the first live plant I have ever owned (can you believe it? I am 27) and I am happy to say he is doing well! Isn’t that (and the fact that our two cats are not only alive but awesomely happy) a sign that I’m ready for motherhood? Riiiight?
And yes, that is a fake-fur covered picture frame containing a photo of our cats.
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