Everyone asks me now if I'm fat. Yes, I'm fat. I'm about 26 weeks, so if I wasn't I would pushing a lot harder to be seen by a doctor. :) I think the worst thing about it is that it feels like my abs are in a state of hypotrophy (translation- it's way harder trying to get up from a sitting position). But the uncomfortable-ness doesn't travel too much farther than that so I feel lucky. Next, an update on the doctor situation. Yesterday was my appointment. And the entire 45 minutes spent sitting in the waiting room went very well. Apparently they had never called over to the old OB to get my records faxed and so I waited. And waited. And waited until I really was convinced my bladder was going to explode. And then the doctor was behind because she had just gotten back from a delivery and the place was backed up and they STILL hadn't gotten the fax yet....so they asked if I could reschedule. FINE. But I need a bathroom! So, irritating story cut short, my appointment was pushed until the 28th. Ergo, we aren't gonna find out what the gender is for a much longer time. Grrr. I'm not sure why this whole process must be this complicated but I hope it's for a good reason!
Even with some hassle with the airlines, Steve and Sue made it down here for a visit! The weather was warm and not a drop of rain fell! I don't know if we were really that busy or maybe Thomas and I are just used to being lazy, but we both decided that at the end of every day they were here, we were exhausted! Which was nice. :) When they left on Monday, Jimmy just collapsed and slept all day. But that WAS their fault- they insisted on spoiling him incessantly, playing tug of war all day (which we don't do too often with him or he would neeeever leave us alone), and coercing secrets out of him for cheese (see picture below). In return, he fell in love with them. So, probably, mission accomplished. :)
We got to go hiking one day, camped out in front of the TV for the Superbowl another and the crib even got put together while they were here! It was such a good time. The next time we see them, there will be another addition to the family. (And you know, that still is weird to think about...) Oh. And if you're wondering why all of a sudden there are more pictures, it's because Sue found the camera. If we looked in that car once, we looked a thousand times. She wasn't even looking for it and she found it. So unfair....
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Speaking of the poor poochie, he had his surgery on Tuesday. I thought I felt bad when we dropped him off. When I picked him up that afternoon, I thought I would die. He was sooo pitiful, and I am absolutely defenseless against pitiful. It didn't help that he was still a little dopey. Getting into the car was a process, but when we got home and he saw the stairs, he just looked at me (as best he could- he was pretending his E-collar weighed a thousand pounds) like, "Would you be so kind as to carry me up? I just don't think I can hold my head up that long." So we compromised. I helped him lift the cone up so that he wouldn't bump into EVERY step on the way up, and he lifted one foot at a time. We only make him wear the cone of shame when we're both out of the house. When we're home, he's easy to catch licking (unless he sneaks off to the bedroom) and he acts oh-so-guilty when we tell him no. Oh, and I've discovered he likes to eat flying things that go bzzzzzz. Which is great for flies. But apparently that also applies to bees (which look lots juicier). And one visited yesterday. I tried to get it to leave without him noticing, but he snapped at it when I turned around and he sure got it! The mouth closed and INSTANTLY re-opened. And stayed open for a few seconds. Then he tried licking the roof of his mouth which is just comical. I gave him some ice to eat and his face never swelled up so he must not be allergic!
If anything super exciting or urgent comes up, we shall try to keep everyone informed!
