I'm NOT crazy...

Martin and I just spent around 45 minutes searching for our car keys. I was the last one to drive, and (for the first time) didn't hang them up in the key box. I thought Dylan took them somewhere so we dug through his toy box and looked in all the little nooks and crannies that he likes to stash stuff in. Martin asked me if I left them in the car door or something (could have happened as I don't have keyless entry so have to lock it manually). I was thinking that I'd lost my mind and that I'd left the keys in the car. I was all worried that someone had taken the keys out and was planning on coming back later tonight and driving our car away. Then Martin stuck his hand in his pocket and, voila, he found the keys.

So yeah, I'm NOT crazy. He must have picked the keys up off the coffee table and put them in his pocket instead of putting them away. I think he feels a bit silly now.

We went in for our doctor's appointments today, and they went really well. I had my glucose tolerance test, and Dylan saw the pediatrician. My results will take a little while, and they said that they will only contact me if the result is bad. But my fasting blood sugar level was apparently really good. I read the first 20 chapters of "Pride and Prejudice" while I was waiting to have my blood drawn again, and got plenty of rest and time to myself. Martin was in charge of the pediatrician appointment.

And, it's official, Dylan is extremely healthy! He's weighing in at a stunning 28 lbs. 5 oz. and is just over 82 cm tall (just shy of 3 feet). His development is completely normal and there is absolutely nothing wrong with him! Dr. Devlin said he didn't want to give him an MRI at this point as he would have to go under a general anesthesia so he would hold still and it's not worth the risk if he's not still having seizures. Fair enough. We are going to be sen again in three months' time just to double check everything, but we pretty much don't need to worry about it.

Martin has started assembling the wardrobe in the kids' room. He is struggling to get much done on it in the evenings because it's noisy work and we don't want to wake Dylan. And we've decided he should get that done before we paint so we can just do it all at once, so work has slowed down somewhat. But he pre-cut all the wood (still re-using the stuff from the suspended ceiling that we took down in the front room) and it's coming together nicely. It's going to be so nice to have closets again! That's one of the drawbacks of living in a really old house--complete lack of storage. We're planning a trip to IKEA next week to visit the bargain corner and get some scrap wood for doors and shelves, etc.

I also saw the asthma nurse, Diane, at the clinic today. She has given me the go-ahead to reduce the dosage on my steroid inhaler since I am doing so well now. She is really hopeful, as am I, that my asthma should improve drastically once the baby is born. She also said that it'll be interesting to see how my asthma changes when I go through menopause. Great--I have THAT to look forward to, as well. I'm just not supposed to stop using the steroid inhaler cold turkey, but I have no desire to do that after the problems that I had in Utah when I forgot to use it. I AM looking forward to coming off it completely when the baby is born though.

I hope everyone enjoys the pictures. Dylan loves refried beans, but he's not very good at spooning them in his mouth. Plus, he was VERY tired at dinner tonight--short nap because of the hospital appointment and because he walked everywhere at the hospital and wore himself out. I also got a few good shots of Martin using the music room as his work room to sand down the timber for the wardrobe.