Kicking and Screaming Already

Well, I can't really verify the screaming, but there is plenty of kicking going on these days. We have started seeing the belly move when the kicking occurs, which is really kind of bizarre. And, after 28 weeks, I appear to have gotten my sweet tooth back. Things like cookies and brownies are starting to sound like a good idea again. Although, my cooking days may be numbered, or at least my chopping days. In the last week I've managed to cut three fingers, a nail, and burn myself. I think I have gotten to the clums(ier) stage of the pregnancy.

We are still working on coming up with a name for the little guy. And while we haven't agreed on a name yet, we have managed to whittle the list down to names we actually like, and not just a list of names we don't hate. This was a pretty big step for us. Boy names really are much harder than girls' names.

As many of you can probably imagine, I have already moved into full nesting mode, probably a little earlier than some soon-to-be moms. We have built the shelves in the room, and have moved ALMOST everything that is not baby related out of the room. This involved the fun task of going through the extra medicine cabinet. This was the cabinet full of items that we had duplicates when Robert moved in. Yes, I realize that was in 2007. I'm convinced he brought some of these items with him to DC when he moved from Arizona for law school, since some had expiration dates of 2002 and 2003. And while we probably had more time to accomplish the cleaning out of the room, I feel like at least one huge task has been completed.

I had my glucose screening test yesterday. For those of you who aren't familiar, it is a standard test that they give you to test for gestational diabetes. I was prepared for the glucose drink to taste bad, and to want to get it over with as soon as possible. What I wasn't prepared for was that it would make me nauseous. That combined with the car ride to the doctor's office made for a rocky day yesterday. Thankfully, I woke up feeling pretty good today.

That's about it for now. As of yesterday's visit I will now be going to the doctor every two weeks, which seems like a pretty big milestone to me. In two weeks, we begin the labor and delivery classes. I'm not entirely sure why it takes them 4 class sessions to teach you how to say "I want an epidural", but I'm sure there is more to it than that!