Another Transition

I decided to take half a day personal time from work yesterday. The day just got off to a crappy start. It was raining and cold for one thing, which in my opinion is a perfect formula for staying in bed all day long. I went by Dunkin' Donuts and got a turkey sausage flatbread sandwich and a large coffee. When I got to work, I was juggling my purse, my food, coffee and umbrella. As I approached the door, I was trying to close my umbrella without dropping my coffee. Instead, I punctured a huge hole in the cup, which in turn got coffee all over me. I almost went home then. But I waited it out until about noon.

On the way home, I thought that it would be a perfect opportunity to switch out the beds whie Gehrig was still at the sitter's house. Brian was in the middle of writing a story, so I started taking the crib apart. Of course, being the weakling that I am, Brian had to come in and help me. All of a sudden, I just started crying uncontrollably. I stated that I didn't want Gehrig to ever leave his crib and grow up. Very similar to my first post on here actually :) After a good 45 minute cry, I was okay. We got the crib apart and the twin bed moved in. When I picked Gehrig up from Ms. Kay-Kay's house, I told him what I'd done. He seemed really excited. Karen asked him who was going to sleep in his baby bed, and he said "Brother". So cute!

We had dinner @ El Charro last night. I had every intention of cooking, but after messing with those beds, plus cleaning out all the clothes that Gehrig couldn't wear anymore and putting them in storage, I was wiped out. My back was so sore. After "Char", we went to Wal-Mart to let Gehrig pick out some new sheets for his bed. We were only getting new sheets, but ended up with the whole deal. I just couldn't pass it up!

We watched Wonder Pets in our bed as usual, then he wanted me to rock him. He was very hesitant to lay down, but once he did at around 9 p.m., I never heard a peep out of him all night long. I was up about four times during the night doing my normal potty breaks. Everytime I checked on him, he was sound asleep cuddled up under his blankets. He finally decided to wake up around 8:20 this morning. And he didn't get out of the bed. He just layed there calling me until I came to get him up. I'm not sure if it'll be this easy tonight, but I wouldn't complain. He's always been great with every transition so far. I'm just so proud of him!

I was afraid to take his picture while he was actually sleeping in his new bed - I didn't want to disturb a good thing. But I did take a pic of his new bedding. Maybe tonight I'll try to get a shot of him snoozing away.

Quick Updates

Just wanted to let everyone know that I got my results from my glucose tolerance test from last week - I passed! I was so glad. I really didn't want to do the 3-hour test. I had to do that with Gehrig, and it was no fun. I told Brian I was very surprised that I passed. He said, "Why? You shouldn't be." It really made me think - I shouldn't have been suprised at all. God takes care of his children, and I'm no exception. I know people were praying for me during that test that everything would come out just fine, and praise God it did!

In other news, I had to wake Brian up this morning as I was getting ready for work. I found that I could no longer bend over to tie my own shoes. Sad, huh?

Catching Up...

I know, I know...it's been way too long since I've updated this blog. I hope this doesn't become a habit. I have very good intentions of updating this thing at least once a week. But I'll use being pregnant as an excuse :)

Just an update on the pregnancy - I went to my regular doctor this past Friday for my wonderful glucose test. I hope to have the results sometime today, tomorrow at the latest. I'm currently 27 weeks along. So far, I've gained 16 lbs, putting me just over the 200 lb mark. Not real excited about that, but I'll deal with it. My blood pressure was 124/78, which is perfect. I sure hope that trend continues. I'll now start going to my normal doctor every two weeks. I see my specialist on Oct 27, and then every week after that. I've been feeling really good, just very tired. But I'm assuming that will last for the next 15-20 years. The evenings are the worst, though. By then, after working all day, I'm completely exhausted, almost lethargic feeling. I have the best husband in the world who takes me out to dinner so I don't have to cook, takes care of Gehrig when he's going full speed, etc., and he doesn't complain when I conk out on the couch at 9 p.m.

We went to Ft Lauderdale the first weekend of this month for Brian's work. It was to cover the EliteXC event, which is mixed martial arts. We flew out Friday morning around 9:30 a.m. The cab ride from the airport to our hotel was such a fiasco. The driver spoke very little english. We told him the address of the hotel and he acted like he knew exactly where it was. Thirty minutes later, he asks for the address again, and then said, "Oh, I know where that is." We had driven as far one way from the airport as we should have gone the other direction. He was stopping in the middle of the road to call for help from dispatch. Not a very exciting ride. I was fuming! Brian told me to just smile. There wasn't anything we could do since we didn't know our way around. Finally, over an hour later, we arrived to our hotel. The total charge was almost $75. He said we could just pay him $60. The cab ride back to the airport Sunday morning ended up only being $35, so our first driver was definitely playing us. Thankfully, Brian's uncle (who lives in Miami) came Saturday and was our taxi. We drove down to Miami and South Beach. Pretty interesting place! We didn't get out because it was raining, but the bars were in full swing at 1 p.m. in the afternoon. I don't think that place ever sleeps! The fights were Saturday night at 6:30 p.m. It was really fun! A much better experience than the fights in Atlanta last month. There wasn't nearly as much alcohol and foul language around me and Uncle Greg, which was definitely a good thing. Brian got to sit ringside at the media table. IT was so neat to see him at work, doing what he absolutely loves. I'm so proud of him! We didn't get back to the hotel until 1:30 a.m. since he had to attend the press conference. Our flight back was at 7:15 a.m., so I only got about 2 hours sleep. It took a few days to recover from that, but it was so much fun!

This past weekend was a long one. Last Thursday night, Gehrig was up almost all night long, just crying. We asked him to tell us what hurt, but he was crying too much to tell. Being the wonderful Daddy that he is, Brian stayed up with him until 4:30 a.m. Friday morning. During the day Friday, he developed a fever. I made an appointment with Dr. Miller that same day. Gehrig had said that his teeth were hurting, so we were thinking it was his 2-year molars coming in. But we couldn't be sure, because Gehrig also said that his knees hurt, his elbows hurt, his hiney hurt, etc. When we saw Dr. Miller Friday, she informed us that his molars were already in. That was good news, because I'd heard those things can be rough on a little one. But the bad news was that he had strep. No wonder he was crying so much :( She put him on antibiotics and told us that he needed to stay away from other kids through Sunday. So, we stayed in the house all weekend long. He actually played most of the day Saturday and yesterday. Last night was a different story, though. He had a fever of 101.5 through a lot of the night. I was giving him Tylenol and Motrin every 2 hours as he needed it. Brian stayed up with him again last night. They camped out in the recliner for most of the night. Anytime I would come into the room to check on them, Gehrig would say "bye-bye". I guess that meant that he didn't want me in there. His daddy was doing a good job, so I just went back to bed and tried to sleep. He's still puny this morning with a slight fever, but at least he ate breakfast. I just hope he gets back to his normal playful self soon. I miss it :(

I suppose that's about for now. Here is the most recent preggo pic at 26 weeks, and a few others of my little guy. Most of you have already seen them on Myspace and Facebook, but just for the sake of sprucing up this blog, I'll post them again. Talk to you soon (I promise!)