dis ABILITY

For all you counseling friends of mine, you know that the word 'disability' should not exist in the recovery model of thinking. Well, you would know that if you paid any attention in EDS 165 or whatever it was. Just like we shouldnt say "I work with AT RISK youth." If you had Dr. Borunda for EDC 270 you would know that these kids are AT PROMISE!!!

So...my point is...

I have been dubbed DISABLED by the medical model of thinking due to my temporary DISABILITY of being el prego.

And from this point on...because of my belief in the recovery model...I would like to be called ABLED rather than DISabled because I feel that having children is an ability. HAHAHA.

Ok, so I am totally messing with all of you. Although we were taught that in school, I do not feel as though my situation warrants that modification. I just thought it would be funny to throw that around. I do agree with the positive spin though. For any kind of ability...

So what this blog is really about is me being on DISABILITY!!!!!!!!!!!! WHOO HOOO!

As of today at 4:30pm, I am no longer required to attend work...that is, until 6 + weeks after the baby is born. WHOOO HOOOO! Somebody please drink to that...since I can't.

My work could not provide me with light duty so my midwife took action and saved me from another month of....

Well, I wont even go there.

So I am pretty excited, but am really wondering what the heck I am going to do with the next 2 months. Perhaps read a book. Ooooooh. Perhaps work on the baby's room. Ohhhhh. Perhaps get some sleep. Hmmmm. The possibilites seem to end there, which is sad. Its amazing how much this belly interferes with much cooler things to do. Like surf, raft, bike ride, drink beer etc.

Actually I am thinking I will make some CDs, lay out in the backyard, visit local friends, serve Nick all day, pet the cats....

Wait, that list doesnt sound any better than my first list did. Well, except for the seeing friends part. Sorry Nick. Our child will have to be the one that serves you...er, wait. Hehehe.

Oh well. I am sure I will figure it out. I have at least 2 months to come up with something cool or just sit on my butt. Both of which are cool with me.

Jeeez. Listen to me...I am only 2 hours in. Time to chill it out and let the ideas flow.

Now onto a funny story. An unpregnancy story. So, yesterday my crazy neighbor, the one who stands on her porch and screams at anyone passing by, says "I will kill your cat" to me several times as I am walking in the house. Poor Loki and Doozer. All they were trying to do was sniff the pollen and bird poop through our screen door and here this lady starts screaming that she is going to "kill" them.

So I call Nick, sort of laughing, to tell him about what she said and he says "call the police, that is a threat." So I do...

Now to the funny part...

The police suprisingly show up within about 15 minutes and when I invite them in to tell them about the crazy lady, I forget that Reno 911 is on. Just as Deputy Trudy Weigle starts to chase down a homeless lady trying to steal a hot water heater, with Lt. Dangle not too far behind, I realize my error and all I can do is scramble to grab the remote and turn the volume down. And just when I get my whits about me, I look up to see both cops standing there looking at the TV. Oops. And then I see what these cops look like: one cop was a middle aged white guy with a mustache and one was a very large African American man. Perfect! Dangle and Jones in our living room. I didnt know if I should laugh or say sorry. So, I just tried to block the TV and pretend like it wasnt on. K, bad stereotype. But kinda funny timing. (Note: these cops were certaintly nothing like Reno 911. They were actually very professional and on top of things!)

As I am trying to block the TV, Loki and Doozer swoop in. Apparently Doozer LOVES a man in uniform because he was cruising these two cops big time. He started rubbing his face all over this cops hand. I got kind of embarrassed, but these cops loved him!!! They stayed in the house for an extra 10 minutes just talking about cats. Apparently the Deputy Jones look alike is looking for a cat for his kids which I thought was cute. Unfortunately, as cute as I think Loki is, they both liked Doozer better. I think it was cause Loki was laid out in front of them showing all he has. FUPA included. He was too confident, I guess.

Never a dull moment. I swear.

Now onto 2 months of...relaxation!