Supposedly I'm in the "honeymoon" phase of pregnancy. I guess this is when I feel great and have all this energy and blah blah blah. And I guess this would be true if I could sleep in every morning and nap every afternoon as well. And back when I was pregnant with #2 that's kind of what it was like... no agenda, no big schedule. Life with just a 2 year old was cake compared to now. My experienced mommy friends probably understand what I'm saying. Juggling my boys' schedule as well as my teaching studio, all my activities, and Steve's job, plus umpiring multiple nights a week keeps life interesting. Don't get me wrong... I love it all, but it's not conducive to a restful pregnancy. Steve just reminds me that maybe... just maybe life will be restful in 18 years. I'm hoping my children leave the nest and go AWAY for school. I'm only signing up for washing clothes, doing homework, and cooking meals until the year 2027.
OK, enough of the poor me stuff. I do love feeling this little guy move all the time. I think our sleeping patterns are a bit off because as soon as my head hits the pillow, this little one decides to twist and punch and roll around. But luckily I'm so tired every night that I'll often fall asleep during the gymnastics routine.
I do realize that I'm not nearly as uncomfortable as I will be in the coming weeks. Even now I notice it's hard to lean over to the piano while teaching. My pointing stick has gotten lots of use lately. I'm sure it won't be long before I trade my chair for my comfy glider while teaching! At my 24 week appt yesterday I told my doctor that I think I'm bigger than I should be. He just reminded me that all women feel this way. So I was curious about the cm measurement across my belly. It only showed 25-26 cm so, yes I'm growing above what it should be (24 cm) but that's really not any different than kid 1 and kid 2. What can I say? I grow big James kids. And the lovely part of my pregnancies is that every part of me grows big. I see these tiny women who just have a slight bump and then deliver a healthy baby... how do I become one of those women? Not going to happen. So it goes... get pregnant, get fat, have baby, eventually lose the weight.
Also at my 24 week appointment I had to take the sugar test. Most of you know what this is. But for those that don't: you drink a super-sugar drink- mine was similar to Hawaiian punch and then have blood drawn an hour later. This is also done while fasting the 12 hours leading up to the test. I have no idea what my results will be. I'm praying that all comes back normal. I haven't had a history of gestational diabetes, but in the past I have failed the test in terms of anemia. That's an easy fix though, much easier than diabetes. So, I'll be waiting on that phone call later this week. Of course if the call never comes, then it's good news.
So for now I just keep growing. At my next appointment he wants to do another sono to check on size of the baby. That'll be interesting. Any chance to get a look at this kid is so fun. And, just like my previous sonos I will NOT get a peak down there. It's been fun not knowing and I hope to keep it that way. Plus, it's kind of fun to torture my friends and family. I promise... you'll all know soon enough!

And then we ended the week with our only local dining out experience. We stopped at our new 










