Happy Monday blog! We recently finished painting the baby room, but it’s kind of BORING, so we’re going to add a cute little wallpaper border at the top. I found a dinosaur one I really like, but prices online seem to vary from 15$ to 40$…so my job today is to find the cheapest one.
Glorious matchy-matching the other day. A word about wearing horizontal stripes while pregnant: they DO make you look larger, and also everyone is 86% more likely to comment about this largeness.
My boss: “Your boy is really growing!”
My 80-year-old patient: “You had better not gain any more weight!”
The janitor: (just staring, mouth slightly agape, at my belly). Sigh.
Oh mannnnnn so now the 90’s are a Halloween costume?? I feel ANCIENT.
Thursday after work Josh and I drove over to Spokane so that he could climb a mountain with his father on Friday. Not a major hike–just two miles up and two miles down, something I could have easily done (pre-pregnancy), but instead of going with them I hung out with Fleeta and we went baby shopping.
I suspect the weather last Friday was the last “good” weather of the year, so I’m glad Fleeta and I sat outside for a little while and enjoyed it, after our shopping excursion.
Saturday morning before we drove back home we had breakfast with Josh’s grandmother Frances, who is 90 years old now. When we went back to her nursing home, she very sweetly told me that she had always meant to give us a housewarming present but hadn’t, and would I like to choose something of hers to take? I told her that she could just give us a baby present instead.
The Seattle/Spokane 4.5 hour drive is so mind-numbingly boring, even though my new car plays Pandora. I mean, that helps!
Having a pregnant bladder, however, NOT HELPFUL. We made 4 or 5 stops. I shudder to think how many stops we’ll be making when we go back for Thanksgiving.
Camouflage Cub. I am 23 weeks and 2 days pregnant, and am regularly feeling baby M. kick now, throughout the day. I love it.
This week I have one more ultrasound that they recommend for IVF babies, to make sure their tiny little hearts are okay. Then I’m pretty sure I don’t have another ultrasound for…well, a while. Other than that, just the usual work. My husband doesn’t have any plans to abandon me this weekend…YET! But I wouldn’t be surprised!