I've been creating a lot of documentation, presentation type material at work the past few weeks, and by far my favorite tool of this type of trade is the bullet-pointed list. In fact, I just modified my profile and added "bullet-pointed lists" to my interests (right between baseball and cigars.)
So in that vein, I figured I'd catch everyone up (all four of you) on the latest developments using.... a bullet-pointed list. Here we go:
- Latest prenatal appointment was yesterday. Everything looked good. Apparently the placenta is a little low, but is not enough of a concern to even warrant another ultrasound (a low placenta could potentially cover PuddleBaby's escape route come evacuation time requiring a c-section type rescue, but this is a long shot.)
- Next appointment PuddleMama has to drink "glucola" before a Gestational Diabetes test. The term "glucola" tickled our funny bones, which registered a blank stare from the nurse. Not to be denied, PuddleMama asked the nurse if "glucola" came in diet (without aspartame of course.) The blank stare continued. Carrie and I hope we get the other nurse next time.
- I FELT THE BABY MOVE! Last weekend at my brother's house I was falling asleep with my arm across PuddleMama's belly. I felt a definite kick on my forearm, and the next night I felt another kick. PuddleMama can even *see* her belly move occasionally now, although I haven't seen this alien experience yet.
- PuddleMama was contemplating a belly photo shoot yesterday. If I convince her to show her beautiful belly I'll be sure to post it on the Internet immediately. Immediately.
- PuddleMama says goodbye to me every morning before she leaves. I tell her to spin around and I tell her how beautiful she is and I fall back asleep. I'm usually about 3/4 asleep and the room is dark, but I noticed this morning that I couldn't remember seeing her in any color other than black lately. I asked her today if she was mourning someone, and if so why wasn't I made aware of this sooner. She told me black was slimming, which is probably why people still refuse to give up their seats on the bus for her. If you ask me, having a big belly when you are pregnant is ideal, and I wish PuddleMama just wore tight tank tops every day.
- Speaking of, PuddleMama is deathly afraid her belly-button will turn into an outie. It is trending that direction, but so far the turkey-timer has not popped. If it does, I will update the blog immediately. Immediately.
- We visited our good friends and their month old baby tonight, and were greeted with a bunch of poop stories.
- Dang their baby was cute though. I held her for awhile (don't worry, I was sitting the whole time and I didn't move a muscle) and looking at those tiny TINY fingernails for some reason made me so excited for every moment of PuddleBaby's life.
- Except for the poop stuff.
- I was considering a post "Pregnant Lady at Thanksgiving" in the same light as "Pregnant Lady at the State Fair" but I think this bullet-point will provide the appropriate image, and besides, I'm still trying to convince PuddleMama to do that belly shot.
- Warning: Shameless plug. We registered at Target and Babies 'R Us.
- Registering at Babies 'R Us made me feel like I was joining a cult. The 20 minute registering to register session (initiation) was creepy, and the suggestion to register for over 200 items (to make sure the shower guests all had something to buy) was downright laughable after registering for approximately 30 items in 3 hours at Target.
- Don't worry, none of the bullet-pointed lists I create at work have this many bullets, or this much detail per bullet. I just felt in my very own blog I could splurge.
- I'm a bit disappointed that I've only seen two user-filed comments on my blog, and one of those I removed because it was a spam-bot posted advertisement for a personal dating site. I'm not sure I can count that as reader number five....
