Week 31: 8 more to go!
Mood:  incredulous
I can't believe I'm 31 weeks already! 8 more weeks to go, since I'm scheduled for a cesarean at 39 weeks. Hubby is so happy and excited, he's so cute coming home everyday with something for the baby. Yesterday he bought a cute soft stuffed rabbit (looks like the velveteen rabbit) and some baby books, the other day it was some baby bibs and baby wipes. He's going to be such a good father. Baby Noah is kicking harder everyday, and he's getting bigger & heavier. I have to go to the bathroom very often because he's pressing down on my bladder. I'm still having trouble sleeping because I can't get comfortable. But don't get me wrong, I would go through this all over again just to have another baby. I really do want another one, but we don't know if we'll have to go through another IVF or if it will happen naturally. I'm jumping ahead of myself though, we'll see. We're really blessed to have gotten this far!

Valentine's Day
Mood:  amorous
Yesterday's weather was rainy and cold. Hubby wanted to take me out to eat but I wasn't really into going out because of the weather. But he convinced me and it was after all, Valentine's Day. Since we're trying to watch our budget, we went to Red Lobster. I was surprised to see that it was pretty full. I guess alot of people had the same idea. I ordered a dish that had shrimp scampi and crab meat w/ veggies. I was so hungry, I gobbled it all up. Hubby had a fish w/ rice. Well, this morning I had stomach ache and cramps. I was so uncomfortable and miserable, I couldn't go back to sleep. Red Lobtser had given me diarreah! I don't know if it's the oil they use or if it was the seafood. I hadn't eaten there for over a year. Never again. Next year hubby can give me jewelry or chocolate! LOL! We were talking about the baby being born in April, and May will be Mother's Day and June is Father's Day. We can hardly wait to be parents! It used to be just the 2 of us, now, baby will make 3. It will be so different yet so right.

To discipline or not to discipline?
A couple of days ago I had an argument with my sister. She often comes over on weekends with my six year old neice (her daughter) to visit. My neice is a little wild one. She runs from room to room, touching everything, goes under the living room table, when she eats she doesn't sit still and spreads crumbs everywhere, if she doesn't like whatever food I have at home she'll complain and her mother will go and buy her something else. Now, is it just me or is there a discipline problem here? I've told my sister before that she should be more strict with her daughter but she thinks it's abuse if you smack your child when they do something wrong. She will tell her "Stop it" or "Don't do that", but her daughter does not listen or respect her at all or any other adult for that matter. And I would worry if I was her when she enters her teen years if she doesn't get control now! So anyway, now and then I would tell her that we're not going to be so lenient with our child, and that we're going to discipline him just like our parents did with us. And though we didn't like it and we thought it was mean, we appreciate it now as adults because we have good manners and we learned to take responsibility for our behavior. Well, she took it to mean that I'm saying that I'm going to have a "perfect" child. When her daughter crawled under the dining table for the 100th time she said, "Oh, I forgot you're not going to have any problems because you're going to have a perfect child!". Very sarcastically. I got pissed and said a few things I shouldn't have said but I was tired of her saying it. I explained to her calmly that everyone is different and have different ways of raising their child. She said goodbye and left quietly. I haven't argued with my sis in quite a while and I feel bad about it. But I guess when it comes to parenting, it's a very touchy subject. No parent wants to hear that they're not doing a good job. I learned my lesson. I'll keep my mouth shut and hope she will too.

Week 28: Baby Love
Mood:  caffeinated
Had my 28th week appointment yesterday. We were so happy to see our little one in the ultrasound. He's getting bigger (2 pounds, 18 ounces!), and the doctor said everything looks fine so far. We finally got to see for ourselves that he's a boy! He had his little legs wide open for all to see, lol!. The last couple of times his legs were closed, so we don't know how the doctor saw that it was a boy. I was worried that maybe he was wrong. But now we're 100% sure because he showed us everything! I swear he's going to look like his father from what I saw of the baby's face in the ultrasound. I think he's going to have his eyes. I'm so in love, I can't wait for him to come out. Hubby couldn't be more happy and proud. He keeps saying, "That's my boy!",(he got that from his favorite Tom & Jerry cartoon). So funny. As for my diabetes, the doctor gave me a prescription for some pills that I have to take now and I still have to keep checking my blood after every meal. Hopefully this will work and I won't have to take insulin shots!
Now for the weather: We had 18 inches of snow the other day. Now it's melting and turning into ugly slush. It's freezing cold and ugly and gray outside. One of the many reasons I wanted to move to Florida. How depressing. Sigh. Oh well, I need to move foward, right?

Diabetes
Mood:  irritated
It's official, I have diabetes. I failed the 3 hour glucose test. The doctor called me right away telling me she wants me to take a diabetes nutrition class (I guess I have to learn how to eat! LOL!). She wants to see how I'll do on a diet for one week and if my blood sugars are not normal, I'll have to take insulin injections. This sucks big time. I also have to check my blood 2 hours after every meal. This is done with the little glucose monitor, pricking my finger for a drop of blood. I just hope and pray the baby is doing well. I'll find out Tuesday, my 28th week appointment.