Everything is still going well, and we have no big news to report! I would venture to say that I feel almost normal, just with a belly to carry around. I feel lucky. I am trying to enjoy this time because I realize that as time goes on, I will likely feel less "normal" and more uncomfortable. For now, all is well. Andy and I can SEE Camryn's big kicks now by just looking at my belly!! It is amazing. We are debating as to whether she is going to be a soccer player or a martial artist... the jury is still out. We are headed to Connecticut to celebrate Christmas, then coming back to enjoy a couple of additional days off from work. Life is good.
A quick story from this week:
First of all, I have come to realize that there is a bizarre force that often influences the lives of pregnant women. This force seems to make us forget things, suffer from severe absentmindedness at times, order or prepare copious amounts of food despite the fact that we get full after a few bites, and forage for certain foods on a whim as though it is an emergency (and the world might end if we do not get the desired fare within a few minutes). I like to call this force "The Crazy Pregnant Lady."
The Crazy Pregnant Lady invaded my body while I was in the Denver airport this week, and forced me to take a 20-gate hike through the terminal in search of french fries. I only had 15 minutes until my flight was to board, so needless to say it was a fast (and desperate!) hike. Seeing The Steak Escape in the distance was like an oasis coming into view while being stranded in the desert. As I approached the counter to order, I suddenly could not speak, and the Crazy Pregnant Lady spoke for me. This was greatly appreciated until I heard the words "two large fries please, with extra ketchup". Two large fries?? A wave of embarrassment came over me, and I looked around sheepishly to see if the other customers heard the outrageous order this woman had placed on my behalf. They did. I paid, hoped that it was assumed I was traveling with my husband (one order of fries for me, one for him), and rushed back to the gate. I ate the fries straight out of the bag on the flight to avoid revealing to the traveler sitting next the actual contents of the bag. And yes, as much as I hate to admit it, I finished them all. Maybe the Crazy Pregnant Lady is not so bad after all. It sure is good to be back at home. :-P
We posted a new picture in the slide show tonight also, enjoy!
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