{Updates. Stuff. Vent.}
So I passed my gestational diabetes test with "flying colors" as my doctor put it. Yippy skippy. He actually thought of me while at a wedding over the weekend. How weird, yet reassuring at the same time. He was thinking of my test and if I retook it. See why I love him and have followed him (okay, stalked him) at his new place. And I tell all my friends about him, too.All is well with the Deuce. I am measuring a week ahead (nooooo.....baby CANNOT be born in November as it screws up my Mother's ring!!) and I go back in 4 weeks and then we are bi-weekly. My tailbone hurts like hell and I am call the chiropractor right after this.
J is testing my limits. I know that. I tell myself this. Yet it gets to me. She slept like poop again last night. Not fun. Hubby held her in the chair all night long. Greeeeeaaaattttt. She slept, but was up at 4:45 AM when she realized daddy was no longer there. Not a happy momma. At.All. I just hope tonight is better.
We have a pizza party for A's nephew tonight and then I HAVE to make sure I am home and in front of the computer by 9 PM {CST}. Gina Miller is having a chat tonight. This woman rocks. Her designs rock. Her blog is wonderful and she is more obsessed with Target than me. Makes for a great "excuse" for me when my hubby questions my Target excursions. Teeeheeeeheee.





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