Enjoying an eventful Saturday with Meemus (Thomas the Train) and Nathan. He currently has his head in his cereal bowl, sucking out the milk. When he comes up for air, he says, “Good” and then his head is back in the bowl. Gee, I wonder why his hair is always sticky.
Mark is missing this momentous occasion in our life. Bet you’ll never guess where he is. Let’s see, Saturday morning, nowhere to go… could he be? Oh, what a surprise…he’s sleeping!
I’ve been checking over the comments on my blog, and Jon is the only one who is giving any serious new name suggestions. I told Mark that if he wants a say in naming our baby, he is going to have to give his suggestions through the blog. Otherwise, he cannot complain about my choices. He doesn’t like anything I pick, but he doesn’t have any ideas for names. I guess we’ll have to name the baby “Jo”. Or how about “Yohn”. I actually had a student with that name my 2nd year of teaching. It would be unique!
Yesterday started off swell. For those of you with a weak stomach, skip to the next paragraph. I was on my way to school and out of the blue upchucked my entire breakfast which happened to be a chocolate Slim-fast shake now plastered on my shirt, pants, hand, steering wheel, floor…you name it. The rest of the day thankfully was mostly better!
Aunt Cori (Tori, according to Nathan) is home for a week. (he changes the “t” sound in Thomas to an “m” and the “c” in cori to “t”….doesn’t make sense to me!) We had pizza over at the Riley’s last night. They now have carpet in their basement and main floor bedroom. Nathan loves the basement because the carpet goes partly up the wall covering a ledge around the room. He enjoys sitting up there and then jumping down.
I haven’t received many guesses about the baby ultrasounds. Just so you know, baby #1 is Nathan & baby #2 is Sweatie Pie’s nephew-to-be.
Here’s my pregnancy update for week #35: Your baby doesn’t have much room to maneuver now that he’s over 18 inches long and weighs over 5 pounds. In fact, most of his development is complete. From here on, he’s mostly concentrating on fattening up. You don’t have a lot of room to grow either — your uterus is now about 15 times its normal size.
To close up, here’s some Easter humor a friend sent to me: