Monday Movie Reviews, and a pregnancy update
So, how are you all? I'm 22 weeks pregnant!
Yikes.
We had our first little scares this weekend; a brief flash of +1 protein in the urine and one slightly high blood pressure (138/88). Both of them not significant but alarming nonetheless. The doctors weren't worried at all; the protein came on Saturday, and the higher blood pressure on Sunday (related to pizza and chinese food, I suspect) so they actually weren't connected. And apparently it's normal for pregnant women to sporadically shed protein. And +1 isn't cause for alarm.
Yeah. Right.
Today, all is well. Blood pressure a lovely 121/82; baby is fine; not even a trace of protein in the urine; blood sugar a lovely 92. I can't tell you my weight because we've determined that the scale isn't working, sadly. Ah well. I'd rather not know, really.
I didn't mention it, but I started to feel the baby last week a bit. At first, it was just this random odd feeling of someone poking my bladder. I mentioned it to Moxie, and she said, well, if something is poking your bladder, chances are, it's the baby. She refrained from saying, dumbass. Gotta love that Moxie.
With the boys, I felt these brief flutterings, just soft touches. This baby is much more active; it all feels like punches or kicks, nothing soft about it. Even so, I'm not sure I would have known that what I was feeling was the baby if I hadn't heard a big kick on the Doppler at the same moment I felt it. I was like, oooooooh. THAT'S what I'm looking for. Now, I can only describe the feeling as kicks, but it's just the oddest (and coolest) feeling ever.
So. Onwards.
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Finally forced myself to get out of the house this weekend and see some movies. Yeah!
This was very cute and very silly and very light. Bob Hoskins and Judi Dench are both deeply enjoyable to watch, and this movie didn't disappoint. You left feeling good, but I've forgotten most of it already. Not sure it's an Oscar-worthy role on the part of Judi Dench, but then.
Eight Below **complete spoilers ahead**
Saw this one with Sarah and her daughter too. All I can say about it is:
WHAT IN THE NAME OF GOD DID I FUCKING THINK I WAS DOING AT THIS MOVIE????
Seriously.
I started crying at the beginning when I realized the dogs had to sleep outside IN THE SNOW. I know they're malamutes, and supposedly built for it, but in Cecily's world NO DOGS SLEEP OUTSIDE.
Ever.
Second on the list of things in Cecily's world is NO RUNNING DOGS UNTIL THEIR PAWS BLEED.
Ever.
Third on the list is YOU DO NOT GET INTO A PLANE AND LEAVE THE DOGS CHAINED UP OUTSIDE IN A MOTHERFUCKING BLIZZARD AND THEN FLY AWAY.
Ever.
Fourth is NO DOGS DIE IN MOVIES.
Ever.
Fifth is CECILY DOESN'T SEE MOVIES THAT MAKE HER CRY FOR TWO SOLID HOURS AND LEAVE HER EMOTIONALLY DRAINED FOR THE REST OF THE DAY.
Ever.
I went home after this movie and hugged my dog for a long, long time. My dog, who was lying on the couch underneath his very own chenille throw, was very happy to see me.
Fucking Hollywood.




I TOLD YOU!! Didn't I?? I said two dogs die, I cried through the entire damned thing, I was utterly emotionally drained afterward...I don't think I was subtle! LOL! :) :) You're so funny.
Posted by: Catherine | February 27, 2006 at 11:57 AM
S. and I hugged our dogs extra tight and extra long when we got home, too.
What a fucking waste of a movie. There are a lot of things that just didn't make any good sense, the more I think about it, and it would have made a better movie if they stayed with the dogs the whole time...just had humans at the start and at the end.
Oh well.
YEAY for 22 weeks!!! Two more weeks and I can start planning a baby shower, right? ;0
xo
Posted by: Sarah | February 27, 2006 at 12:02 PM
I hear you. I couldn't finish March of the Penguins because of the eggs falling onto the snow when being passed from parent to parent. It was just too heartbreaking. And I don't even HAVE any penguins.
Posted by: martha | February 27, 2006 at 12:15 PM
22 weeks!!! How wonderful! xoxoxox
Posted by: Maura | February 27, 2006 at 12:16 PM
YAY for 22 weeks!
I won't be seeing Eight Below. I can't watch animal abuse, and I just had to have my 14 year old dog put to sleep last week. I'd never make it through that movie.
You're doing great!
Posted by: Bridgette | February 27, 2006 at 12:18 PM
Twenty Two weeks! It doesn't seem very long since your audience here was demanding multiple stick-pee-ings.
The doggie movie, thsi is a children's movie? What is it with tormenting kids with dying animals? The elementary school I went to loved to show us Watership Down, all I remember was that a lot of bunnies died horribly, and half the class was sitting there sobbing uncontrollably. Even at age 7 I was thinking "why are they showing us this? do they want to torment us?"
Two weeks ago I was in the middle of a cancer scare (for me) and one of my cats suddenly got a bladder infection and started to pass blood on the carpet. Guess which scared me more.
Posted by: Rosemary Grace | February 27, 2006 at 12:31 PM
Hi Cecily,
Happy 22 weeks!
I had to comment, because last night, I went to the first movie at a theater since my kid was born in July (to see 'squid & the whale'), and during the **preview** for 8 below, I was bawling.
Posted by: Cory | February 27, 2006 at 12:33 PM
Yay for 22 weeks!
Thanks for the movie spoilers. My six year old daughter has been begging me to see the movie but it looked too depressing to me; we are definitely not going.
It really is sort of mind-blowing when you finally realize those twinges you are noticing are the BABY. I had a "duh!" moment in each of my pregnancies.
Congratulations, again.
Posted by: Susan | February 27, 2006 at 12:35 PM
Yeeaa for 22 weeks!
Yeeaaa for finally feeling the baby move!!
Posted by: Kaushal | February 27, 2006 at 12:39 PM
On the pregnancy front, I'm glad things are back to stable.
Ok, you've given me very good reasons not to watch that movie. I cry just watching the previews. But I have to say - The fact that Paul Walker is in a disney movie with dogs makes me really like him. Plus, it doesn't hurt that he's hot.
Posted by: Linda B | February 27, 2006 at 12:43 PM
Happy 22 weeks my friend! I have no desire to see anything bad happen to animals (especially after MY weekend!).
Posted by: Julie | February 27, 2006 at 12:45 PM
Linda B: nice shirtless shot of Paul Walker in the beginning. He is so hot, and getting better as an actor in each movie that I've seen him in. The next Brad Pitt? Maybe.
Yay for 22 weeks!
Posted by: Catherine | February 27, 2006 at 12:48 PM
22 weeks. Lovely : )
Posted by: Menita | February 27, 2006 at 01:06 PM
Yay for 22 weeks! Sweet!
And Martha, you made me laugh SO much with the "And I don't even have any penguins" bit . Oh my goodness, that was so funny to me, I am craking up typing this. Thanks for the laugh.
Posted by: Libby | February 27, 2006 at 01:09 PM
So SO happy for you that you are at 22 weeks! That is great.
Posted by: Mary | February 27, 2006 at 01:12 PM
22 weeks! Baby kicking!
Hottie Paul Walker!
I can barely contain myself.
Posted by: Mollie | February 27, 2006 at 01:14 PM
The "I don't even have any penguins" remark was too funny. The March of the Penguins cuased me to have nightmares and I still get choked up thinking about it. Thanks for you * Below review. My daughter (she's 7) is an avid dog lover and I was wondering if this movie would be too much for her. Now, I think it would be too much for me.
Feeling the baby move.... wow Keep explaining it the best you can... I've never gotten to feel that but have dreamed about it. Enjoy everything!!
Hugs!
Posted by: Sheri | February 27, 2006 at 01:14 PM
I will go along with they yay for 22 and for feeling the BABY!!!
Alaskan malamutes are such great dogs. My brother had one and my neice has one now. They are incredibly affectionate and just big wonderful dogs (my neice's dog Kenai is a big DUMB clown...but very sweet). I doubt I will be seeing that movie either.
Posted by: sheilah | February 27, 2006 at 01:23 PM
Yay for feeling the baby move, that IS the coolest feeling ever I do believe! Although with my youngest she lodged her foot so far up that she actually cracked my rib. Didn't enjoy her kicking much after that!!
I won't be going to see 8 Below......my sweet little 10-month-old pug has demodectic mange and will most likely have to be put to sleep soon. So that's all the doggy tear-jerkers I can handle right now.
Posted by: Whitney | February 27, 2006 at 01:38 PM
How wonderful to hear you talk about your baby in a calm and peaceful tone!!
22 Weeks, Wow...
You are doing great!
Think about you often.
You are almost a mom, hold on!
Posted by: Melissa P. | February 27, 2006 at 01:42 PM
22 weeks! (sound effect - Hallelujah Chorus) Feeling the baby move is such an amazing surreal thing.
Judi Dench gets an Oscar nomination falling out of bed - it's the rules you know.
Ok, NOT seeing Eight Below. I'm a total wimp about movies to begin with, and anything with animals, no. And oh-my-god babies. A hint of a kid in danger and I'm looking for the exits. Giant wimp.
Posted by: Bluestocking | February 27, 2006 at 01:47 PM
Hurray for 22 weeks! And palpable baby acrobatics! I was one who never felt the "swishes" and other gentle movements when I was pregnant. My little girl first announced herself with a solid boot to part of my intestine. (I took it to be an editorial comment on the Hostess cupcake I had just eaten.) In fact, two days after I first felt her move, my husband was easily able to feel the kicks with his hand--nothing subtle there.
I'm sending lots of good wishes for the next 18 weeks.
Shaynee
Posted by: shayneegray | February 27, 2006 at 02:04 PM
Doing the dance of joy here in geekdom!
Give that belly a hug for me.
--SJ
Posted by: SusieJ | February 27, 2006 at 02:08 PM
We have movement . . . Yaaaay! I'm so glad, I've been waiting and waiting for you to feel it . . .
Posted by: Melanie | February 27, 2006 at 02:12 PM
I saw the preview for the dog movie (a.k.a. "I Left My Best Friends For Dead") before the Queen Latifah movie and cried for about 10 minutes, just at the preview. Bleh.
Yay, kicking. Yay, doppler.
Maybe you should start a dirty joke post, and we can all post our best jokes, and then if your blood pressure starts to rise you can read the jokes.
Posted by: Moxie | February 27, 2006 at 03:17 PM