Keep On Swimming

In the famous words of Dori, when the going is scary… keep on swimming. This number checking business will give me gray hair before too long. It’s hard, it doesn’t make sense, and I hate finger pokes! I can eat a whole grain waffle one day and have a fine number, the next my number will be jacked up past the OK point. No rhyme or reason! Other than mourning the loss of my food happiness, this weekend was great. On Saturday morning our friend from small group picked us up to take us on a tour of his work. He’s an NCIS special agent (apparently not quite like the show L ) with the navy and took us around the bases to see all the ships and aircrafts and his work place etc while we all talked and asked questions. My advice for his job was to get the NCIS TV show soundtrack and play it when he goes on cases. I think it may happen. After this awesome start to the day Hubs agreed to take me on a picnic so I could bask in the sun, my happy place. It’s finally… for the first time all year so far… been warm enough for me to lie in the sun. And it was only 78 degrees at 1pm. We drove through chick fil a to get lunch so I could play chicken with my numbers, no pun intended, and headed to the park with a blanket and books. I ended up using my book for a pillow after about 5 minutes and then conked out for an hour. The relaxing day concluded with a several hour bath and a book. 

Sunday we made it up in time for the early service at church (9am) much to the astonishment of our friends who of course had to comment on it. After the service we drove over to Kohls to kill time and look for shirts for hubs while we waited for Brunch with the fam. We found a killer deal, and got two Chaps shirts for $30! Marked down from $50 a piece. Those steals were awesome. Brunch was fun, we only have a couple more before my aunt and her family move and then it’s going to be way different. After brunch one of my aunts asked me if I made my dress and pulled it in such a way it was obvious she was looking for a bump. Luckily for me the second she reached I sucked in my entire stomach and it looked like nothing was there. HA. We drove home and I had a nap before class at 7. We are taking the membership class at our church in order to join officially. Its 8 weeks, one hour a week, about the theology of the church. The day ended with two episodes of Game of Thrones and then bedtime.

Minus the fact my world no longer revolves around food it was a good weekend. We are officially 12 weeks as of yesterday and have our appointment and screening Thursday. I cannot wait to see this little one again! At this point last time we had jussssssst gone facebook official with our news. This time, most of our own family doesn't know!