TGIF

The title says it all: Thank God it's Friday!!

It's getting really hard for me to work a 40-hour week. Maybe I'm just a wimp, but by the time Friday rolls around, I'm 100% exhausted. Oh, the joys of being pregnant :)

Thankfully, my last few doctor's visits have been good. My specialist did some measurements on Monday, the 17th. Not sure how accurate their calculations are, but they're telling me Gibson weighs 5 lb, 1 oz already. Wow! That's how much Gehrig weighed when he was born, and I'm still two weeks away from when I delivered him (week 34). My last two visits with my regular doctor have been good ones, too. My blood pressure continues to be perfect. I've gained 30 lbs up to this point. I'm hoping not to gain much more, but who knows? I'm pretty sure eating Oreos dunked in milk @ 9:30 p.m. isn't helping the situation.

We went ahead and scheduled a c-section for Tuesday, January 13. This was to ensure Dr. Attar would be doing the surgery. He did my first one, plus Gehrig's circumcision. Awesome is all I can say about him. He informed me that because of my high blood pressure issues, which is being controlled by meds, he didn't want me to go past my due date of Jan 15. Also, since I've already had a previous c-section, I can't be induced. So, long story short, unless I go into labor before Jan 13, little Gibson ??? (Conner, maybe) Knapp will be here Jan 13.

Between you and me, I'd be perfectly okay if he came a couple of weeks early. I don't want to say I haven't enjoyed this pregnancy, but it just seems a lot more uncomfortable than my first. Acid reflux, back pain, ligament pains, leg cramps, etc. But at least it's not the middle of summer like before. I'm loving this cooler weather!!

Gehrig has officially hit the "terrible twos". Don't get me wrong - he's still a VERY good little boy, but he's definitely having more of his "moments". We've implemented time out, which he doesn't like at all. Nine times out of ten, he poops while he's standing in the corner. Of course he tells us before he does it, but we just tell him to go ahead and when time out is over, we'll clean him up. His big thing is throwing his toys, or whatever he happens to be holding at the moment we tell him "No" or "Hold on a minute". Thankfully most of his little outbursts are at home with us. He's really good outside the home (knock on wood).

He's also taken to "tee-tee"ing in the potty. Last week he asked to go, so of course we were thrilled. He did his thing, then wanted to wash his hands. He had so much fun soaping up, that now we believe that's the only reason he wants to tee-tee in the potty. Hey, whatever it takes! He'll strip down to absolutely nothing, do his business, flush and say "Bye bye, tee-tee!", then move his stool over to the sink to scrub up. I've asked him a few times about pooping in the potty. So far, he wants no part of that. Maybe next time we put him in time-out and he says "do-do", I'll run him to the potty. Can't hurt to try! He'll already be mad at me anyway.

Tonight is "Twilight" night, and I'm sooooo excited! Brian and I are going with Gehrig's babysitter, Ms. Karen and the whole Harrison crew. It's going to be so much fun. Gehrig was going to spend the night at my parents' house tonight. I was so excited about sleeping in tomorrow morning. For some unknown reason, Gehrig has been waking up at 6:30 a.m. every morning instead of his usual 7:30 or 8 a.m. Unfortunately, plans changed. My parents had their carpet cleaned first thing this morning, and they told them to wait 24 hours before moving any furniture back. It's never taken that long to dry, but we all decided it wouldn't be a very good idea to have him over there. My mom is coming to our house instead to babysit. I tried to talk her into spending the night so she could get up before daylight, but she didn't seem too thrilled about that idea :) Oh, well - it was worth a shot!