Love Lifts Us Up Where We Belong…
And by “Love,” I mean the Enchiladas Verdes platter I inhaled this weekend, which I believe may be responsible for the packing on of THREE POUNDS IN A WEEK that I was informed of this morning at my midwife appointment. The belly grew an inch and a half over the past seven days, and I no longer feel like I am somehow starving this baby, who now kicks me with such force I’m wondering if I’ve got Sally O’Malley in there.
She likes to kick, stretch, and kick! She’s [39 weeks]!
I didn’t get an internal exam, which irritates my mother to NO END – but seriously, it’s not like there’s going to be any breaking news in that department seeing as how I have no other real labor symptoms, right? I’m pretty sure I wouldn’t be sitting here in absolutely no pain or discomfort if my ladyparts were dilated to ten.
Actually, I’m pretty sure mine can go to eleven.
I did have a few contractions in the middle of the night last night that were a bit more painful than the ones I’ve had up until now (and they also lasted longer), but they eventually subsided and I fell right back asleep. I did, after all, have a nice bellyful of tuna noodle casserole, so it was gonna take a whole lot more than a few contractions to get my carb-loaded ass to fully wake up.
SPEAKING of the casserole: yes, I made it and we totally devoured it and it was GLORIOUS. The comments on the last post re: casseroles were some of my very favorites, by the by – not to mention I was very pleased to see that CFoST and Sara appreciated the BBD (“Boyz II Men, ABC, BBD – the East Coast Family!”) reference. But 4th reader: PEAS? As in the VEGETABLE? In my CASSEROLE? I’m afraid that there is no room for green in my starchy, creamy wonderland. (I can, however, get totally on board with potato chips).
And now, just because I don’t want to be the only one who cries at work today, I am sharing with you a link to a story about some kids whose dad surprised them at school after returning from a year in Iraq. I saw this on the news when I was filling in at the receptionist’s desk this morning (there is a TV in our lobby, which MIGHT be why I always volunteer to fill in at the front desk), and I promptly LOST MY SHIT. Enjoy.
UPDATE: WordPress is being a BITCH and will not let me embed videos from CNN.com, so an old-fashioned linky-link will have to do. GOD, what is this? 2004?!
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