Showing posts from November, 2007


I had my monthly appointment with Dr. DeVries today. I've been coughing so much that I was worried about the "BABY". My fears were put to rest when I got to hear the Baby's heartbeat.

I heard my own heart beat, the Baby's kicking and a minute later it happened. I was able to hear the most amazing sound...all I could do was smile. At that moment I could have cried it was such a powerful feeling.

It's all beginning to sink in and feel real. In a week, I will be past my first trimester. The first nine weeks I couldn't think about anything other than getting through the day. Morning sickness and fatigue was so bad I couldn't fathom how any woman would want to go through having a baby. Today's appointment makes it all worth it.

First Minor Freak Out

Last Monday (11.19.2007) I got the first sign of a cold. I had heard that most medication was harmful for the baby to be. I started on a lot of citrus fruit, fluids and goggling with salt. A week later it had not gotten any better, but was worse. I was waking up often and had a slight fever. I called my primary doctor and got an appointment today.

What I thought was a cold had turned into bronchitis. This was not a big deal, I could handle this until the doctor prescribed Azithromycin, a medication she termed “Category B”. She couldn't prescribe any “Category A” medication because I am allergic to penicillin. I asked if it was safe for the baby and was told that it was but not enough study had been done to confirm it. I suggested she write the prescription and I would take Tylenol for the next few days and if it didn't get any better I would go pick up the prescription.

On my way home from the doctor’s appointment, I called Dave to get his opinion, but I couldn't get a hold …

Many Thanks

Thanksgiving was extra special this year. Dave and I told our families that we are expecting our first child in June 2008. Both Mom Nguyen and Hill were excited, as expected. Van and Tuan picked me up on their way up to Maine on Wednesday and I told Mom Nguyen that night. Dave and I told Mom Hill on Thanksgiving Day.
To announce our surprise, I bought cupcakes and decorated them with baby embellishments. I told them there was special message on the cupcakes. It took both Moms some time to figure it out. Mom Nguyen didn't get it and Van had to help her with it.
We had a lot to give thanks for this year. Thanks for our family. Thanks for our happiness. Thanks for our baby to be!

Better Together

It was nice to spend some time with Dave this morning just catching up (about his trip to Virginia and Costa Rica). We had breakfast together and looked through his photos...Jack Johnson's "Better Together" was playing in the background and I thought how true it.

There's no combination of words
I could put on the back of a postcard,
No song that I could sing
But I can try for your heart,
Our dreams, and they are made out of real things,
Like a shoebox of photographs,
With sepia tone loving,
Love is the answer
At least for most of the questions in my heart,
Like why are we here? And where do we go?
And how come it's so hard?
It's not always easy,
And sometimes life can be deceiving,
I'll tell you one thing, its always better when we're together

We laughed at Dave's photo. We talked about how lucky we are. The experiences we've had speak volume...we'll have the memories forever. Dave was telling of his tales through Mahogany Park on the canopy tour and the…

Happy Birthday Dad Hill *

Today is Dad Hill's birthday...I smile when I think about him. Dad Hill has many endearing traits. To me he embodies the true quiet strong man. He doesn’t judge you and he’s supportive in his own way (Dave is a lot like him in this way).
The one moment that stands out in my mind since I’ve know Dad Hill is right after college when Dave was packing his things, for his move to Connecticut, for his first job. I remember Dad Hill standing at the bottom of the stairs looking up towards Dave’s bedroom. He was so proud, but I could tell that he didn’t want to let go. There was love in his eyes and I will never forget that moment.

Mom and Dad Hill have always been support of Dave and me. They don’t tell us what we are doing wrong but allow us to live our lives. I had been feeling down all week prior to Hoang’s birthday. The night before Hoang’s birthday, I came home to a bouquet of flowers from Mom and Dad Hill. They incorporated a little of me and of Hoang in it. It was nice to know that t…

No More Leaves!

I just dropped Dave (5:00A) off at the airport for his Costa Rica vacation. On the way home I had to stop atStarbucks for a gingerbread latte. You know the holidays are around the corner when Starbucks brings back their holiday drinks (besides going into the retail stores and all the holiday decorations just slaps you in the face). The gingerbread latte is like drinking a cookie, it just "melts in your mouth."

Before Dave's trip to Costa Rica, he and I raked the yard (mostly Dave). John, our neighbor from across the street, came over to give us some advice. John told us he didn't know what he would do if he had as many leaves as we had. His advice to us was, "get a chain saw." Only John would say such a thing. He only has one tree in his yard and earlier this fall he had it cut back. While we were raking, Dave had to stop to inspect a mark on the VW. We joke that he may have a compulsive disorder.
Last year we raked more than 50 bags of leaves. This week we r…


Hoang's birthday is in three days...she would be 27 years old. The other day someone asked me how I was doing and I started to tear up. I thought I was all teared out when it came to the mention of Hoang's death, but as her birthday approaches I am think of her more often. When I got into my car afterwards, "Angels" by Sarah McLachlan was playing on the radio and the tears started again. This song says it all. Hoang was our "Angel" and now she is among them, she was the best of us all. She wanted the best for us all. I know Everything reminds me of her...."Bubbly", stripes, wallets, MySpace, "Hug O'War"...the list goes on.

Hug O' War
by Shel Silverstein

I will not play at tug o' war.
I'd rather play at hug o' war,
Where everyone hugsInstead of tugs,
Where everyone giggles
And rolls on the rug,
Where everyone kisses,
And everyone grins,
And everyone cuddles,
And everyone wins.


I will all probably gain ten pounds by the end of the year...Halloween followed by Thanksgiving, Christmas and the New Year. There is candy everywhere in the office today(left over from last night). Jeff, my boss, brought in his stash of M&M's and Snickers. M&M's with peanuts are my I put a few extra in my desk draw. Why wouldn't I gain weight, there's no restraint or will power to resist the treats.

I had the cutest tricker treater last night. This +/-3 year old little boy dressed as a dragon came to my door for his treats. He was shy and didn't say much. I gave him his goody bag with his father standing by. The little boy decided at that moment he needed to take a break. He sat right down in the middle of steps. He father asked him, "are you tired buddy?" It was so cute. He didn't say anything but as other children were coming up the walk way his father got him to get up.

It was a nice evening. I ran out of treats at 7:45 pm whic…