It's the official date that I hope I don't pass by, gaining a pound a minute. Baby is growing and the speedy heartbeat on the ultrasound was impressive.
So we are excited, to say the least. I am tired and a wee bit cranky but I'm managing. Eddie is no doubt counting the days until he flies to beautiful Paris, kidding! Even though it is winter, it is beautiful there. I'm sure he is bummed out about leaving, he is so excited about the new baby. Sometimes I think he trumps my enthusiasm but then I remember I am the one that is trying to hold in all the barf.
He leaves on Monday, after spending this weekend in LA. He'll come home just long enough to enjoy Q's birthday party that was postponed due to our awesome snow storm in December. It is an Elvis theme, so it is going to be over the top in it's own way.
Well that's it, this post was no doubt the opposite of riveting but I'm tired and actually shocked, it's 7:30 and I'm not asleep yet. Making babies is tiring, making really, really good ones is down right exhausting.
Love,
JD
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