I moved my baby ticker back to the top of the page. I'd like to point out that the "month 9" graphic is enlarged, and as of today I have 30 days left. Hopefully it's a little less than that, though. I'm due in the middle of Steve's finals week, plus he has to leave the week afterward to work in Utah. I'm hoping for a punctual, if not an early, child and a superhuman recovery.
One of my friends left a comment a few minutes ago about how she was not jealous of my physical situation right now. Honey, I wouldn't be, either. Feeling like you've been run over by a bus when you scootch out of bed in the morning, and then feeling like a 90-year-old the rest of the day isn't something to be jealous of. Luckily I haven't been run over by a bus. And I'm not 90, either, and in a couple of months I'll be feeling more like myself. A tired version of myself, but I'd take tired over the bus any day.
On a lighter note, I took Sophie in for her 18-month check up. Like the last three appointments, she's average height and between the 5th and 10th percentile for weight. She's growing at a normal rate, though, so no one's worried that she's so little.
They wanted me to have her blood checked again for iron and lead. When I took her in 9 months ago for the same blood draw, she was amazingly calm. She didn't make a peep and just watched the needle go in and out. I, on the other hand, couldn't watch. I was worried that because she was older this time, she'd cry, but she didn't. Even though her arm got bumped (ahem, by me . . . I feel awful) , the needle slid out of the vein, and they had to poke her in the other arm to finish. Still no crying, whimpering, or even a quivering lip.
She did fuss a little when I put her in the car and she realized she couldn't bend her arms all the way because of the tape wrapped around her elbows. She's such a trooper. I couldn't believe it. I was proud of her, so we shared a piece of cheesecake after lunch.
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Wow--that is one tough girl you have there! Jonathan screamed until he was red in the face and required two nurses and Bryan in order to have his blood drawn a few days ago. But then again, he does that for oral medicine now, too. What fun.
You're almost there!! Here's not only hoping for an early babe, easy delivery, and a superhuman recovery, but for an uneventful last month as well. With my last, I was dealing with a flooded house until I went to have her -- not fun!
Ok, so Soph cries when my son hugs her and NOT when she gets poked with needles? What's up with that?! I guess she's playing hard to get, eh?
Hoorray for the last month! And your belly is cute. Perfectly round like a basketball housing some adorable little human just waiting to arrive. Start making those cookies and taking a warm bath every day the week before your due date.
(JD, looking at me type this-- "wow, is that a comment, or another post?"..)
Sarah... I really haven't figured her out yet. Maybe she's just scared of commitment :)
That is amaaaazing! Josie cries like the doctor is trying to kill her when she gets a simple shot! I hope she never has to have her blood drawn. Good gravy!
Wow your lucky Justin has to be straped to the table just for a shot and he is 6.
And another HUGE WOW... you shared chessescake Im shocked :O hehehe
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