The Unveiling

Here is my belly.

WEEK 30

I took a picture a few weeks ago, but decided that the belly has grown a lot since then and I should probably take another one. It is growing at a rapid pace now, but I hope it doesn't get too out of control or else my waddle will get a lot worse. In case you're wondering about the backdrop, allow me to introduce you to Camp Stacey 2008:



We only have one air conditioning unit and so we decided to move our bed into the living room in order to sleep comfortably during the humid summer. At first I wasn't too excited about the arrangement, but I have to say that it has really grown on me. I honestly feel like we're camping every night. Or maybe it feels more like we're having a slumber party. In any case, it's just another cool "When we were poor med students..." story to tell to our kids one day.

Unfortunately, we will not have the internet until we move at the end of July, so there probably won't be too many posts in the meantime. I'm sure my next belly shot will be much more impressive.

I also neglected to post anything for Father's Day, so here's a quick belated note:

Andrew: How could any kid not want a Dad like you? Especially when he can catch a fish like that! (Or maybe it was Eric who caught it...but lets just pretend it was you). Our little tyke always starts bee-boppin' in my stomach when you're around. I'm sure he can't wait to get away from Mom and have some Father-Son adventures. The only thing that calms my nerves about becoming a parent is knowing that it's a two-man gig. Thanks for being wonderful.


Dad: Thanks for wearing really old shoes my whole life (with pride I might add) so that I could have new ones :). I appreciate all the sacrifices you've made for our family and that you've always been a constant rock. Sorry for all those late night calls when I woke you up to tell you that I knocked my front teeth out, or my car broke down. Thank you for your patience and sense of humor.


Dennis: I knew when I met Dennis Stacey, that Andrew was a safe bet. We both appreciate your wise advice and rely on it constantly. Thank you for being 100% dedicated to your children, generous with your time and talents, and always teaching us by example how to live a happy life. That first line wasn't a joke, I knew when I met Dennis Stacey, that if Andrew grew up to be like his Dad, we'd always be happy. Thanks for raising a great son and being the best father-in-law a wife could ask for.

Summer in Ohio

Quiz question for the week:

One of us, in our family of two, is going to work at a science center this summer....and one of us is experiencing adult-onset acne. Can you guess who? Read on.

Next week I (Lauren) start my summer job at COSI (the science place...not the sandwich shop for those of you from Columbus). I couldn't be more excited. There is nothing better than a job that you would do for free if you had to (and I definitely would never be a paralegal for free). I'm glad that I get to spend my last few child-less months, easing my way into the world of kids. For those of you unfamiliar with COSI, it is a hands-on "science/history/everything fun" center. I'm helping with the summer camps which includes planning activities, making presentations, etc. I need to get my creative juices flowing, so I'm excited for the challenge. I just hope that the little tyke in my belly is cooperative during these last few months. I think this job will also score big points with Andrew's dad, the science guru. Working at COSI and producing a new grandchild all in one year?! I'm on a roll. In fact, I think all the Stacey men will find me much more hip. Maybe they'll even include me in their halo games.

I also want to congratulate Andrew for being a "quarter-doctor". He just finished his first year of medical school and made it look easy. I'm happy to report that I only felt like a single woman during test weeks and other than that, Andrew has been a master at balancing his many responsibilities. He probably doesn't feel that way, but I admire his juggling skills and I think he is on his way to being an incredible doctor/researcher/father/...the list goes on and on and his future is bright. Despite trials including a broken down car, acne (he thought he escaped the teenage trauma), a sick wife, h. pylori ulcerations in the stomach, scalp infections from Puerto Rico, etc., he didn't sweat it. Congrats miele.

I also wanted to apologize for not posting in a while. The truth is, I know that the time has come to post one of those pregnancy side shots that everyone wants to see, and I just can't seem to get the motivation to take that picture. It's on the way...