That definitely is the question, and the answer is definitely to pee. Not me, the heavily pregnant one, though. Dylan did his first number in the toilet tonight, and much celebrating resulted. I seriously thought Martin was going to either cry or burst with pride--maybe both!
That has been the icing on the cake of an otherwise lovely day. Yesterday Martin and I spent the evening over at the Mundays' house, and they said they'd just keep Dylan overnight. Martin forced me to let them, and we had a great nights' sleep. Dylan was home at around 9:15, down for a nap around 11:30, and he slept for just over two hours. I slept for about an hour and 15 minutes of that, and it was SUPER sleep! The only downside of the day is that we had to take him in to the hospital for more blood tests (a follow up from his weird spots), and it took longer than expected since they couldn't get a vein the first 4 times they tried.
The little munchkin is in bed now, though he's still awake and fussing a little bit. Martin is going to go out delivering Kleeneze brochures and then we are going to snuggle up on the sofa and eat icecream. And pray for a miracle that involves me going in to labor as soon as possible.
Martin had a job interview this morning, and apparently it went very well. He's also talked to the HR supervisor with the company doing the shutdown on Conoco next month and apparently he's at the top of the list. He was the first one to get his application in, so it's looking good.
Seriously, if I go in to labor tonight it will make today a wonderful pregnancy day!
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