Number Two

We have 2 items we still need to purchase for Kate (and I use the term "need" loosely)...a glider and ottoman we saw online from Target and possibly another stroller which is capable of letting Ellie either stand or sit on the stroller.

But these purchases will have to wait another month. We may even wait until after Kate is born to purchase the stroller. After the "pleasant" process of paying our bills, Jae says to me, "Chloe killed us this month." Our dog manages to get under the knife every year. Last year was the popcorn/needle fiasco. This year, it was her tumor. I told Jae we should just set aside $2000 every year for Chloe's insessant desire to go under surgery. Not a bad idea.

I also felt 2 really hard, but not painful contractions today. The first one I felt during Sunday service. It lasted for about 2 minutes and I found myself needing to breathe in very deeply to alleviate the pressure. My second contraction was during the Manning/Manning football game. The Giants scored a touchdown so I cheered...then a contraction during the middle of my cheering.

Physically, I'm spent. More backaches, more sleepy, more swelling in my ankles, more clumsy, more cramping and stretching of my tummy, more bathroom trips, more indigestion, and it's more difficult to get up from the couch or bed. It's just cumbersome to move around. I've told many people that 7 months is just the right amount of time a woman wants to be pregnant, or at least for me.