Yes We Can *chuckle*

Now that I know we can I wanted to share some other news. I just got my package in the mail today from Isabella Oliver. I must say that I was pleasantly surprised. They hand wrapped my stuff, gave me a gift, coupons, and included a nice handwritten note. I'm still on the hunt for the "right" practitioner but with the help of my new naturalpathic doctor, I know it's gonna be all good.











So I guess it's out now, even thought some already found out from my hubby who can't hold water and others who have a "sixth sense" *chuckle.* I don't know how far along I am I just only know by the cycle of the moon I'm due sometime at the end of May 2009.

*smoochies* - Mamma Aly

Life in Da Lou

Why did I wake up in the EARLY a.m. to my dayum house shaking? And why I wake up my hubby asking him if we should all go down into the basement? Why? Because my azz thought it was a tornado. *chuckle* An earthquake in the midwest NEVER even crossed my mind. Coming from Cali lord only knows how many earthquakes I've slept thru. And I can't even remember the last time I felt a shaky-shaky quake, unless I count the 7.1 Bay Area quake back in 1989. So here I travel away from "earthquake country" to be awakened by a dayum 5.2 quake AND some after shocks. And yes there were some even still after 10a.m. Oh the irony. I thought the weather was a little funny out here, thinking "dayum this feels like earth quake weather." Who knew?

As for home life, we are trying our best to get settled in. We have lots of space to do all sorts of things. The girls love that I made the 3rd floor into an area all their own, replete with our 8 month old sofa and love seat that we purchased in WA. If goes perfectly in their area. Now we just have to get new stuff to fill up the living room and entry way area on the 1st floor. The 2nd floor is going to have to wait. And I ain't even touching the dayum basement. Yall know I don't know nothing about no basements. I keep calling it the garage. And yes we have one of those too.

The neighborhood we live in is one of change. Meaning, half ghetto and half chic or wanna be chic. The house is charming and full of character as well as flaws. Thus far I've had a "crackish" looking dude ring the doorbell on Sunday around 5pm asking about work being done in the NEIGHBORS yard and all the while telling me "oh I worked in your backyard." Huh? Negro I don't know you. And yes he was on foot and had the nerve to ask me about the man who "hired" him to do the work. Why he ain't knockin on that fool door? Not to mention the little old lady who seemed nice enough and came to the porch when I was talking to the new cleaning lady and said she did lawn work. *lookin into camera* All the while smoking a cigarette and saying how she mows lawns and plants flowers, i.e. landscaping. Ummm, she didn't look like she could stand up good, let along push a big azz mower. She said she'd bring me her card *chuckle.*

I was gonna post some pics of our airplane adventure and some new home photos but frankly after walking from the dayum basement and up to the 3rd floor more than a few times, my azz is tired. And I'm sleepy. I think I'm still trying to adjust to the time change. I get up around 8am, which means 6am Pacific time and go to bed about 2am or 3am. *shakin head* So of course right around 3 or 5 pm my azz starts to get hella sleepy. I'll see how I feel this week-end after we come from the WASH HOUSE *faint* and not having a washing machine and dryer is a WHOLE nother issue/story. *shakin head* Pray for me. LOL

The Arrival

As per usual my azz never wants to type out long emails explaining the goings on of The Daughters of Destiny so I am once again stealing the words of my "alien" hubby whose "deathless versus of prose" always seem to touch me and others.

*smoochies* Lady Richardson

The One, just hours old about to be weighed by a midwife


Day 1, 2, 3, 4, I don't remember sleepin on her TiTi's lap



The meaning of the name as told by my Hunny

Asaria's full name came about in a very interesting way. While in California at a flea market back in April, I bought two Egyptian statues. Sekhmet and Osiris that I planned to decorate our soon-to-be new home in Washington. Perhaps we were connected in some metaphysical stream where we knew what to name the new baby

Asa or Asar: throne of Auset/AST

Ria: from Greek Rhea, a derivative of Hebrew-from-KMT Rhaah. Rhea is a form of Auset identified as the Great Mother of God and Man

With all of the ladies in the house, each of there first names holding special significant meanings, asa-rhea keeps with our naming of royalty with them.

Sumehra: Arabic/Persian meaning Beautiful Face. Mehra has a meaning of the Moon. Su can mean radiant.

Asaria's full face may come from the fact that her astrological moon is conjunct (or adjacent) to her Rising Sign or Ascendent. The Ascendent in astrology denotes how you appear to others, Planets near this point modifies the appearance.

Sekhmet: KMT for one who is powerful. Sekhmet was a ntr of war, justice, medicine, healing, transformation.

Asaria's astrological Sun sign is Leo. Her i'Ching is 7, the Channel of the Alpha, The Army. The third line she was born under has the keyword of Anarchist, which fits Sekhmet's myth.

Baby Watch

Okay I got folks on baby watch detail like they waiting to see if those $100 worth of Super Lotta tickets won the $100 million jackpot. Nope, no baby here. I'm starting to feel like little baby don't wanna come out. I can feel her inchin, inchin, inchin her lil way down but just not out. Maybe Aug 3rd really was the correct due date. Or maybe she's just waitin for my mother to get here (on Aug 3rd) cuz she was adamant about "being there when the baby came." Who know then that my mother was probably casting some sort of spell on me. *chuckle to self*

Other than draggin around the dayum house, having night sweats where I soak the dayum pillow, and being cranky and grouchy, life continues on as usual. I have to have My Hunny take a belly pic cuz my azz is HUGE.

Oh well, that's all for now. Sore butt and swollen feet, plus I need about 100oz glass of water with a million pieces of crushed ice . . yummmmmm.


*smoochies* - An overly pregnant Lady A.

Washington Days and Still No Baby

The family (minus moi) our 1st month here and hotel living



Our 1st unofficial home, a 2 bedroom hotel LOL



After almost a month of the hotel, our newest home



At the "slide" as the ladies call it near the house





Still no baby, of course or my azz wouldn't be bloggin (or at least I hope not). Since I'm making myself "aware" of how my body feels, so that I won't have another 2 second labor that my hubby and the girls have to attend alone, I've noticed that the process does take some time. The baby seems to be inching her way down the birth canal until she gets into just the right spot and then "poof" out she'll pop. Because I'm having "labor" contractions, the ones that start in the bottom half of my tummy and spread with intensity down to my deep pelvic area and dayum near out thru my arse, the experts are saying that I'm almost there. Of course almost could mean 2 hours, or 2 days, or 2 weeks. *shakin head*. Who knew that baby births weren't an EXACT science, who knew?

Anywho, my tummy is rumbling cuz I'm hungry (yes that's why I'm fat!) *chuckle to self*

*hugs and loves* - Lady Richardson

Baby A IV

Well as time would tell it looks like the lil bundle of joy in my tummy is not due August 3rd but sometime in July. That's what happens when I try and listen to folks who believe that the miracle of child birth is somehow related to "scientific research" and all the hoopla know as "modern medicine" *smirkin to self* YEAH RIGHT. So anyway, it looks like everyone is on baby watch cuz ya gurl is about 2 cm dilated (mommy's know what I mean) and I'm thinning (more mommy talk). So the only thing to do now is watch and wait.

Next in baby news, with all the hopes and projections and expectations of a boy from family, friends, strangers and observers (including a person who shall remain nameless who ONLY picked out a boy name) guess what's cookin in the tummy? A sugary sweet treat to eat baby girl. LOL.

Other than that, not much going on over here in Washington except a lil thunder and lightening. I never lived where there was actual thunder and lightening in the dayum dead of summer. *shakin head* I guess some could say the same about living in a state were the earth shakes violently under your feet (also know as earthquakes).

Yeah another boring post, oh well. (yes I'm feeling really crabby snappy as of late)

*smoochies anyway*

- Lady Richardson