Thursday: bathroom

Isaac seems to finally gotten over his bathroom relapse and is doing much better lately. (I will note, he started to get better around the time I started to feel better, so I'm wondering if I'm better at putting him on the toilet regularly and that was the main problem. But I digress.)

So far today Isaac has had zero accidents. I have had one...the sneeze just came out of no where! I feel as though I should get an m&m for the rest of the day when I do get to the toilet.

We'll see how the rest of the day works out. :D

Wednesday: legs

My weirdest pregnancy symptom is feeling as though my legs are too short. The same thing happened with Isaac.

Ben said his legs feel too heavy tonight. Now I know where my lost leg length is going.

Wednesday: emotions

Oh, sad emotions got the better of me today. I got home from work, got frustrated with the USPS, Isaac had a bathroom accident, I had a headache, and the plow had come through. (Seriously, what was the plow thinking.)

I can probably blame these emotions on being pregnant, although I expect I would have felt the same way no matter what. But what good is being pregnant if you can't use it as a regular excuse for your behavior?

Tuesday: annoying

Today was rather annoying, but I feel as though I just need to get over it.

Monday - A

Driving back and forth to where ever we're going Isaac does a lot of imitating what we say...the alphabet, do-be-do-be-do, numbers, etc.  I realized that this could also be a good time to start learning Bible verses.  Sure, he can't even do the alphabet yet, but it is a good time to start the habit.

So may we present A.

Friday: puzzles

Today we were trying to clean up the house as guests are coming tonight. The problem was that for every two things I put away, Isaac took one out. At one point he wanted to take out a puzzle (that I had just put away) and I said it was ok as long as he put them away. He agreed.

Fast forward several hours and three puzzles later. He still hasn't put his puzzles away, and we're getting down to the line. So instead of putting the pieces away, he starts to put himself in timeout. Which works at first, but quickly becomes a game.

I threatened to put him to bed early. I would have down it, but he finally made progress. Phew.

Wednesday: OB appt

The baby is still alive! The heart rate was 154. It's a little sad that I don't have anything else to report, but that is part of the problem with growing something inside of you.

Well, I could report that we have an ultrasound on March 19. But even that isn't really news.