24 Weeks…
Yesterday marked a huge milestone in my pregnancy. I’m not sure how it works in the U.S., but 24 weeks marks the legal age of viability for a fetus in the UK. From this point on, should I have complications, delivering the baby would be considered early labor instead of a late miscarriage and the hospital staff would be legally obligated to try to save him (or her).
Obviously I don’t want to go into labor this early (though the prospect of having my body all to myself again is rather appealing), but just knowing that they would try to save my baby is a comfort and a huge weight off my shoulders. I can hardly wait to get to the point where the baby would most likely survive on its own if it were born.
I can hardly believe that I am just shy of 6 months pregnant. I was laying in bed this morning thinking about how happy I am. Seriously, I am really happy right now. I feel healthy, my baby is developing normally, I’m madly in love with my husband, and it just goes on and on. Of course, the eternal pessimist in me really thinks something is going to go wrong now. I guess I will be getting increasingly uncomfortable from here out.
Martin’s dad just got back from a week in Texas (work related) and he brought me Reese’s Pieces, pancake mix, and a giant bottle of Ranch dressing. Just a few more reasons to be happy!
Funny story from the weekend. We went down to Water’s Edge to feed the ducks yesterday. It was lovely, though the weather was not the nicest. We got to see some adorable little ducklings and goslings, and even a nesting swan. We fed the birds all of the bread we had, and then started our walk home. Martin had to spit, so he did—into the water. Unfortunately, one of the birds thought it was another piece of bread. He scooped up Martin’s spit and had long strings of it hanging from his beak—ew! So Martin may be responsible for the next violent outbreak of avian flu!
Martin got some news at work that was a little bit upsetting to me. The owners now want him to work every Friday and Saturday night! I was so angry when I found that out. We get to spend so little time together anyway, and then they take away the occasional weekend we can spend some time together! Once I have the baby and am at home a lot, it won’t matter so much. But seriously, some weeks I feel like Martin and I haven’t seen each other at all. I HATE his job sometimes.
On a positive not, though, the horrible Jade may be getting fired soon. They’ve hired another member of staff. His name is Rob, and he seems very nice. He’s 17, but looks older than Martin. And he doesn’t have a problem with authority figures. Martin really likes him and thinks he has a lot of potential. Plus he is enjoying having someone to talk football with.
Anyway, enough of this rambling and endless post. More later this week, OK?
Monday, April 30, 2007
Tuesday, April 24, 2007
Not the greatest picture ever, but we still think he's cute! Here's Maggot, aged 20 weeks. The head is on the left. The bright patch down the front of that huge noggin are his facial features--nose and mouth. The little inverted "c" on the right side is his tibia. You can just make out toes if you look really closely. That's our baby!
Pregnancy Update
Here I am, 23 weeks + 2 days pregnant. Martin's not so good at taking the pictures, so I just took one myself. Check out that bump! Sometimes it looks bigger than others, and today it is HUGE! Happily, I still haven't gained weight anywhere but on my belly. And I can still touch my toes--sort of.
Here I am, 23 weeks + 2 days pregnant. Martin's not so good at taking the pictures, so I just took one myself. Check out that bump! Sometimes it looks bigger than others, and today it is HUGE! Happily, I still haven't gained weight anywhere but on my belly. And I can still touch my toes--sort of.
Monday, April 23, 2007
Baby stuff-AGAIN!
So, according to one of my pregnancy newsletters little Maggot now weighs about a pound and is getting a lot stronger. I feel that! I also feel him almost constantly kicking me! I really got a battering this weekend.
I’ve really started to notice the kicks a lot more, and Martin has even felt them a few times now. It still freaks him out, but we all know he’s more than a little bit squeamish about “body stuff.” The most amazing thing to me is how the baby responds to loud noises. We went to the cinema on Saturday afternoon and there was a really loud explosion in the movie. I thought Maggot was coming out right then, he jumped so much! It’s amazing to me that there’s this tiny living thing that my body made that can already respond to external stimuli. So clever, how your body can make another living being. It kind of makes me happy that I’m a woman and can experience this. Especially because if it was up to Martin we’d never have children—it would freak him out too much to be pregnant!
We did have a lovely weekend. We got to spend most of it together as Martin got off work really early on Saturday. We went into town and bought some bed linens for the guest room, saw a movie, went over to the Mundays and played games, etc. I also baked some rather yummy banana bread (with dark chocolate chunks and walnuts—mmmm). Then on Sunday we had a lie-in, went to part of church, then drove to Mablethorpe to see Granddad Gilbert (it was his birthday).
I was totally having an “I love England” day yesterday. The rapeseed is all blooming, so huge swathes of land are this glorious bright yellow right now. The hedges are all fully in leaf, and the hawthorn is blooming. The trees are just beginning to leaf out, and though the daffodils are dying, the lilacs are just coming out. Soon it’ll be time for the poppies. This is such an amazingly beautiful place. For anyone who can make the journey, England in the spring time is worth every penny!
Anyway, I am typing this from work and need to get back to it—Mondays are really busy for me. I’ll post more later with an update from today’s midwife appointment and maybe with a few pics!
So, according to one of my pregnancy newsletters little Maggot now weighs about a pound and is getting a lot stronger. I feel that! I also feel him almost constantly kicking me! I really got a battering this weekend.
I’ve really started to notice the kicks a lot more, and Martin has even felt them a few times now. It still freaks him out, but we all know he’s more than a little bit squeamish about “body stuff.” The most amazing thing to me is how the baby responds to loud noises. We went to the cinema on Saturday afternoon and there was a really loud explosion in the movie. I thought Maggot was coming out right then, he jumped so much! It’s amazing to me that there’s this tiny living thing that my body made that can already respond to external stimuli. So clever, how your body can make another living being. It kind of makes me happy that I’m a woman and can experience this. Especially because if it was up to Martin we’d never have children—it would freak him out too much to be pregnant!
We did have a lovely weekend. We got to spend most of it together as Martin got off work really early on Saturday. We went into town and bought some bed linens for the guest room, saw a movie, went over to the Mundays and played games, etc. I also baked some rather yummy banana bread (with dark chocolate chunks and walnuts—mmmm). Then on Sunday we had a lie-in, went to part of church, then drove to Mablethorpe to see Granddad Gilbert (it was his birthday).
I was totally having an “I love England” day yesterday. The rapeseed is all blooming, so huge swathes of land are this glorious bright yellow right now. The hedges are all fully in leaf, and the hawthorn is blooming. The trees are just beginning to leaf out, and though the daffodils are dying, the lilacs are just coming out. Soon it’ll be time for the poppies. This is such an amazingly beautiful place. For anyone who can make the journey, England in the spring time is worth every penny!
Anyway, I am typing this from work and need to get back to it—Mondays are really busy for me. I’ll post more later with an update from today’s midwife appointment and maybe with a few pics!
Friday, April 20, 2007
Mistake...
Tonight Martin is at work and I have made the mistake of watching stupid birth programs on telly. It makes me so afraid for the whole labour thing. OMG, seriously, I am scared!
Those programs also make me emotional beyond belief. When the babies are finally born after hours of excruciating pain for the mothers, I ALWAY cry. Of course, it doesn't take much right now. I cry at the drop of a hat anyway. I can't imagine what I'll be like when it's actually me!
Martin and I are going to get some work done on the guest bedroom tomorrow. We have to stay close to home anyway since someone from the electric company may be coming to replace some of the wiring in the house. The main source of electricity into our house comes in via old cloth wrapped wires, and the place where it comes in apparently isn't safe. There was a guy here earlier, and he was kind of freaking out about it. We didn't think it was that big of a deal, but apparently it is. So hopefully we'll get a lot done and the bedroom will be all lovely and fresh and comfy for our first house guest and we won't be in danger of a house fire or of electrocution.
On the pregnancy front, things are going OK. Yesterday was kind of tough for me. I got a really bad nose bleed and I was tired and queasy and the baby was kicking me really hard. I'm actually being kicked right now, as a matter of fact. And I think I have started having braxton hicks contractions. Anybody who knows what they're like, give me a comment so I can decide. Anyway, I was just tired of being pregnant. And I have 17 weeks to go! Today is better though.
I can't believe how huge my belly is getting! But I still haven't got any bigger anywhere else. It's strange, because when I have gained weight in the past it has always gone straight to my bum and thighs (thanks mom). But now when I try to wear trousers I haven't had on for a while they slide ride on, but I can't do them up. Plus, the baby is supposed to double in weight over the next 4 weeks.
I seem to be carrying this baby right up front and in the middle. I have this horrible feeling that I'll be one of those women who have an absolutely massive belly that you think can't possibly get any bigger--and then it does. I'll see if Martin will take some belly pics of me this weekend so everyone can see what I mean. Seriously weird!
Tonight Martin is at work and I have made the mistake of watching stupid birth programs on telly. It makes me so afraid for the whole labour thing. OMG, seriously, I am scared!
Those programs also make me emotional beyond belief. When the babies are finally born after hours of excruciating pain for the mothers, I ALWAY cry. Of course, it doesn't take much right now. I cry at the drop of a hat anyway. I can't imagine what I'll be like when it's actually me!
Martin and I are going to get some work done on the guest bedroom tomorrow. We have to stay close to home anyway since someone from the electric company may be coming to replace some of the wiring in the house. The main source of electricity into our house comes in via old cloth wrapped wires, and the place where it comes in apparently isn't safe. There was a guy here earlier, and he was kind of freaking out about it. We didn't think it was that big of a deal, but apparently it is. So hopefully we'll get a lot done and the bedroom will be all lovely and fresh and comfy for our first house guest and we won't be in danger of a house fire or of electrocution.
On the pregnancy front, things are going OK. Yesterday was kind of tough for me. I got a really bad nose bleed and I was tired and queasy and the baby was kicking me really hard. I'm actually being kicked right now, as a matter of fact. And I think I have started having braxton hicks contractions. Anybody who knows what they're like, give me a comment so I can decide. Anyway, I was just tired of being pregnant. And I have 17 weeks to go! Today is better though.
I can't believe how huge my belly is getting! But I still haven't got any bigger anywhere else. It's strange, because when I have gained weight in the past it has always gone straight to my bum and thighs (thanks mom). But now when I try to wear trousers I haven't had on for a while they slide ride on, but I can't do them up. Plus, the baby is supposed to double in weight over the next 4 weeks.
I seem to be carrying this baby right up front and in the middle. I have this horrible feeling that I'll be one of those women who have an absolutely massive belly that you think can't possibly get any bigger--and then it does. I'll see if Martin will take some belly pics of me this weekend so everyone can see what I mean. Seriously weird!
Thursday, April 19, 2007
Martin...
Martin has discovered a baseball team over here!
There's a team that's based out of Hull, which is a 15 minute and £2.70 one way toll drive across the Humber from us. They take players of all skill levels and have practices on Wednesday nights (while I am at college anyway) and Sunday mornings. He went to his first practice last night, and had a really good time. He's so jazzed about it that he has repaired the bike his dad gave him and is planning on biking over there every week.
Martin has never actually played baseball before. He's always played softball. His dad developed a love of softball when he was stationed in the Gulf of Mexico during his Navy days and always had a neighborhood team in the summer when Martin was younger. Last night was his first baseball experience. He found it a little more difficult to bat, but a lot easier to throw. I sat and watched (a little bit--I mostly read my book), and he looked pretty good out there.
The only down side is that they play all their games on Sundays. I'm not thrilled about that, but it seems like if you want to do ANYTHING recreationally in the UK you have to do it on a Sunday. I told him we could compromise and he could maybe play one game a month. Does that make me a bad Mormon? He's just so excited to have found something that he loves, and I love seeing my husband happy!
So that's the Martin update.
In other news, my little sister Krystle is coming to visit! She flies into Manchester in just 6 weeks, and I am so excited to see her! Lots of exclamation marks here, but I can't help it--someone from my family is finally coming to visit! I can show off my house, my lovely town, and this gorgeous country (I'm having an "I love England" day). And I can hang out with Krystle every night for nearly two weeks. Wahoo!!!
So Krys--just wanted to say that I can hardly wait to see you. And anyone else that wants to come for a visit, feel free! American company will always be welcome in my home.
Martin has discovered a baseball team over here!
There's a team that's based out of Hull, which is a 15 minute and £2.70 one way toll drive across the Humber from us. They take players of all skill levels and have practices on Wednesday nights (while I am at college anyway) and Sunday mornings. He went to his first practice last night, and had a really good time. He's so jazzed about it that he has repaired the bike his dad gave him and is planning on biking over there every week.
Martin has never actually played baseball before. He's always played softball. His dad developed a love of softball when he was stationed in the Gulf of Mexico during his Navy days and always had a neighborhood team in the summer when Martin was younger. Last night was his first baseball experience. He found it a little more difficult to bat, but a lot easier to throw. I sat and watched (a little bit--I mostly read my book), and he looked pretty good out there.
The only down side is that they play all their games on Sundays. I'm not thrilled about that, but it seems like if you want to do ANYTHING recreationally in the UK you have to do it on a Sunday. I told him we could compromise and he could maybe play one game a month. Does that make me a bad Mormon? He's just so excited to have found something that he loves, and I love seeing my husband happy!
So that's the Martin update.
In other news, my little sister Krystle is coming to visit! She flies into Manchester in just 6 weeks, and I am so excited to see her! Lots of exclamation marks here, but I can't help it--someone from my family is finally coming to visit! I can show off my house, my lovely town, and this gorgeous country (I'm having an "I love England" day). And I can hang out with Krystle every night for nearly two weeks. Wahoo!!!
So Krys--just wanted to say that I can hardly wait to see you. And anyone else that wants to come for a visit, feel free! American company will always be welcome in my home.
Monday, April 16, 2007
Ah, sweet relief…
I had a long week. Another infection (this time my tonsils, and it spread to sinuses) and my asthma flared up again. The worst part of it was, I was completely unable to sleep at night. I would fall asleep just fine, then wake up about 3 ½-4 hours later and not be able to get back to sleep. Honestly, last week was one of the longest of my life!
After a trip to see my GP (with many apologies about coming in so frequently lately) and a course of antibiotics, I am on the mend. The best part is, I got 7 hours of uninterrupted sleep last night. I feel like a new woman! And, I can completely understand why sleep deprivation is used as a form of torture. I hope it’s not like that after the baby’s born, but I think I should be OK. After all, I will be able to sleep when the baby sleeps as I don’t have any other children to take care of!
In other good news, I spoke to my employer (the temp agency) this morning and they think I will probably be eligible for maternity pay! That’s fantastic news for us, as it means I will receive 90% of my wages for 6 weeks and then a further £108 per week for the next 26 weeks if I choose to do so (that’s about $200/week for those of you who are currency conversion challenged). I have to turn in a form that they forgot to give me at the midwives first (idiots), but they’re pretty sure I’ll qualify. Best news I’ve had in months!!!
Martin and I had a really nice weekend, other than what lately has been our chronic car problem. I got rested up on Saturday morning, and then we went shopping, had dinner, and went to a movie. Then we spent a leisurely Sunday morning walking and feeding the ducks (and 2 geese) at Water’s Edge park. Then Church, of course, and time with his parents.
Today Martin is helping out at the Mundays’ house. They are taking some of the gravel from our back garden and using it to fill their front flower bed. So Martin was going to help load some of that and spread it, then he was going to assist with the laying of some laminate flooring. He’s never done that before, so it should be interesting to see how that goes. Anyway, next Monday Lewis is going to come over and help get some work done on our front room. Good trade, I think!
Speaking of Martin, he had another excited to be a parent moment on Saturday. We discovered that the cinema in Hull (just across the river from us) does “child screenings.” Every time a new kids’ movie comes out, if you pay for a child’s ticket, one adult goes free. He’s pretty jazzed about that, since he loves children’s movies anyway. He’s looking forward to the activities that we can do with kids. Fair enough—I always knew he would be the fun parent and I would be the mean one.
I had a long week. Another infection (this time my tonsils, and it spread to sinuses) and my asthma flared up again. The worst part of it was, I was completely unable to sleep at night. I would fall asleep just fine, then wake up about 3 ½-4 hours later and not be able to get back to sleep. Honestly, last week was one of the longest of my life!
After a trip to see my GP (with many apologies about coming in so frequently lately) and a course of antibiotics, I am on the mend. The best part is, I got 7 hours of uninterrupted sleep last night. I feel like a new woman! And, I can completely understand why sleep deprivation is used as a form of torture. I hope it’s not like that after the baby’s born, but I think I should be OK. After all, I will be able to sleep when the baby sleeps as I don’t have any other children to take care of!
In other good news, I spoke to my employer (the temp agency) this morning and they think I will probably be eligible for maternity pay! That’s fantastic news for us, as it means I will receive 90% of my wages for 6 weeks and then a further £108 per week for the next 26 weeks if I choose to do so (that’s about $200/week for those of you who are currency conversion challenged). I have to turn in a form that they forgot to give me at the midwives first (idiots), but they’re pretty sure I’ll qualify. Best news I’ve had in months!!!
Martin and I had a really nice weekend, other than what lately has been our chronic car problem. I got rested up on Saturday morning, and then we went shopping, had dinner, and went to a movie. Then we spent a leisurely Sunday morning walking and feeding the ducks (and 2 geese) at Water’s Edge park. Then Church, of course, and time with his parents.
Today Martin is helping out at the Mundays’ house. They are taking some of the gravel from our back garden and using it to fill their front flower bed. So Martin was going to help load some of that and spread it, then he was going to assist with the laying of some laminate flooring. He’s never done that before, so it should be interesting to see how that goes. Anyway, next Monday Lewis is going to come over and help get some work done on our front room. Good trade, I think!
Speaking of Martin, he had another excited to be a parent moment on Saturday. We discovered that the cinema in Hull (just across the river from us) does “child screenings.” Every time a new kids’ movie comes out, if you pay for a child’s ticket, one adult goes free. He’s pretty jazzed about that, since he loves children’s movies anyway. He’s looking forward to the activities that we can do with kids. Fair enough—I always knew he would be the fun parent and I would be the mean one.
Saturday, April 07, 2007
Bank Holiday Weekends...
In the UK, you get Good Friday and Easter Monday off work, and there is also a bank holiday in May, so depending on when Easter falls you get a lot of days off in a row. It's so wonderful to have extra time off!
Yesterday was a very nice and productive day, though I over did things a bit. Martin was at work from 9-3, and I got up with him and went shopping--for seeds! I got my garden planted yesterday. I've planted French beans (around bamboo trellis with morning glory, sweet peas, and nasturtiums), radishes, spinach, kale, carrots, and tomatoes. We don't have space for flowers AND vegetables, so I've done veggies that will look pretty. At least, I hope they'll look pretty.
I did have to do some digging in the flower beds to prep them for planting, and that wasn't so good. I probably should have had Martin do it, but I knew that if I waited for him it would never get done. Anyway, my back is pretty sore and I am still in bed this morning, but my back garden looks FAB! I can't wait until the seeds start sprouting.
Gardening is weird for me over here--mostly because I don't recognize a lot of the common weeds. I am never quite sure if what I'm pulling is a weed or some gorgeous flower until it is too late and I have a garden full of stinging nettle. I guess I'll find out soon enough.
After Martin got off work we went to a movie, then went to the Munday's for dinner. We all sat around just talking for ages, which was nice. Today when Martin gets home from work he's going to get some stuff done on the front room. Slowly but surely the house is getting there.
We kind of had a nightmare week with the car. We took it in to get the thermostat fixed, which should have been a one hour job, tops. Unfortunately, it ended up taking more like six (for reasons too numerous to go in to right now). We ended up car-less for two days, and I had to get a ride home from work with Martin's dad--on his motor bike. In hind sight, probably a bit risky for a pregnant lady. But I love bikes, and it was fun. Probably won't be doing that again for the rest of the pregnancy. Anyway, the car is fixed now and it's so nice to have it back!
I am feeling really good right now. Ever since the ultrasound on Monday, I have had this wonderful, peaceful feeling about my pregnancy. For the first time since I got the positive result, I feel like everything is OK. I am relaxing and enjoying this adventure, and it feels good to not be constantly worried and stressed that something is going to go wrong. I feel like this baby is here to stay, and it makes me happier than I can say!
In the UK, you get Good Friday and Easter Monday off work, and there is also a bank holiday in May, so depending on when Easter falls you get a lot of days off in a row. It's so wonderful to have extra time off!
Yesterday was a very nice and productive day, though I over did things a bit. Martin was at work from 9-3, and I got up with him and went shopping--for seeds! I got my garden planted yesterday. I've planted French beans (around bamboo trellis with morning glory, sweet peas, and nasturtiums), radishes, spinach, kale, carrots, and tomatoes. We don't have space for flowers AND vegetables, so I've done veggies that will look pretty. At least, I hope they'll look pretty.
I did have to do some digging in the flower beds to prep them for planting, and that wasn't so good. I probably should have had Martin do it, but I knew that if I waited for him it would never get done. Anyway, my back is pretty sore and I am still in bed this morning, but my back garden looks FAB! I can't wait until the seeds start sprouting.
Gardening is weird for me over here--mostly because I don't recognize a lot of the common weeds. I am never quite sure if what I'm pulling is a weed or some gorgeous flower until it is too late and I have a garden full of stinging nettle. I guess I'll find out soon enough.
After Martin got off work we went to a movie, then went to the Munday's for dinner. We all sat around just talking for ages, which was nice. Today when Martin gets home from work he's going to get some stuff done on the front room. Slowly but surely the house is getting there.
We kind of had a nightmare week with the car. We took it in to get the thermostat fixed, which should have been a one hour job, tops. Unfortunately, it ended up taking more like six (for reasons too numerous to go in to right now). We ended up car-less for two days, and I had to get a ride home from work with Martin's dad--on his motor bike. In hind sight, probably a bit risky for a pregnant lady. But I love bikes, and it was fun. Probably won't be doing that again for the rest of the pregnancy. Anyway, the car is fixed now and it's so nice to have it back!
I am feeling really good right now. Ever since the ultrasound on Monday, I have had this wonderful, peaceful feeling about my pregnancy. For the first time since I got the positive result, I feel like everything is OK. I am relaxing and enjoying this adventure, and it feels good to not be constantly worried and stressed that something is going to go wrong. I feel like this baby is here to stay, and it makes me happier than I can say!
Monday, April 02, 2007
The Big Ultrasound…
So Martin and I went in for out anomalies scan this morning, and it was brilliant! Everything looks perfectly normal with the baby. We got to see his heart beating, which was tres groovy. You could actually see all 4 chambers of his heart, and it was beating like crazy. The technician said that just by viewing that one part of the baby they could rule out about 70% of all potential problems. What a relief!
Martin actually had a good time at the scan. He was asking all these questions, and he thought it was cool when we could see the baby’s spine and ribs. He also really enjoyed seeing the baby move. I guess he didn’t believe me when I told him the baby was moving a lot. It’s been almost constant for nearly a week now.
The tech also confirmed what I’ve been suspecting. The baby is kind of hanging out around my right side. I can tell because when I look down at my belly it is slightly lopsided. Very strange.
It was so exciting to see the baby again, and wonderful to know that he is growing normally and doesn’t have anything wrong with him that they can see. And for all you people out there who wanted us to find out the sex of the baby n advance, it wouldn’t have mattered any way. He had his little legs tightly crossed the whole time! We couldn’t even get a good picture of the little monkey because he kept his back to my belly most of the time and wouldn’t let the tech get a profile shot. But I don’t care about the picture! My baby is normal and healthy, and that’s enough for me!
In other news, Martin’s mate Adam is back in the country. He left about a month after we moved back, and has only been back once to visit. We saw him yesterday, which was nice. We also got to spend some time with each other, which was even nicer. Martin worked for 13 hours on Friday and 12 hours on Saturday because his stupid waitress called in sick—said she was going to the hospital, and then was seen out that night drinking in town. She might get fired, which would be nice for everyone involved (except maybe for her, but I don’t really care at this point). It was a pretty lonely weekend.
So Martin and I went in for out anomalies scan this morning, and it was brilliant! Everything looks perfectly normal with the baby. We got to see his heart beating, which was tres groovy. You could actually see all 4 chambers of his heart, and it was beating like crazy. The technician said that just by viewing that one part of the baby they could rule out about 70% of all potential problems. What a relief!
Martin actually had a good time at the scan. He was asking all these questions, and he thought it was cool when we could see the baby’s spine and ribs. He also really enjoyed seeing the baby move. I guess he didn’t believe me when I told him the baby was moving a lot. It’s been almost constant for nearly a week now.
The tech also confirmed what I’ve been suspecting. The baby is kind of hanging out around my right side. I can tell because when I look down at my belly it is slightly lopsided. Very strange.
It was so exciting to see the baby again, and wonderful to know that he is growing normally and doesn’t have anything wrong with him that they can see. And for all you people out there who wanted us to find out the sex of the baby n advance, it wouldn’t have mattered any way. He had his little legs tightly crossed the whole time! We couldn’t even get a good picture of the little monkey because he kept his back to my belly most of the time and wouldn’t let the tech get a profile shot. But I don’t care about the picture! My baby is normal and healthy, and that’s enough for me!
In other news, Martin’s mate Adam is back in the country. He left about a month after we moved back, and has only been back once to visit. We saw him yesterday, which was nice. We also got to spend some time with each other, which was even nicer. Martin worked for 13 hours on Friday and 12 hours on Saturday because his stupid waitress called in sick—said she was going to the hospital, and then was seen out that night drinking in town. She might get fired, which would be nice for everyone involved (except maybe for her, but I don’t really care at this point). It was a pretty lonely weekend.
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