I was now entering the home stretch of my pregnancy. I attended BFF E's baby shower, her 1st, and was delighted to learn we were still on track to have our babies within days of each other:)
I ended up doing some crisis management when another friend tried to commit suicide, and his friends were beside themselves grief. The friend lived, but another went on a three week bender and ended up in the hospital to dry out.
I took my 2.5 year old to the pool nearly every day, and ended up getting ticked off at several moms. K knew how to hold his breath, and sitting on the steps was getting painful for me. Not to mention the steps were rather crowded, so I sat on the edge of a deck chair for just a moment. Unfortunately, K tripped and went under. Not one of those moms reached out to grab him! I struggled to my feet and pushed two of the moms away, reaching K the same time as the pool monitor. K wasn't hurt, and hadn't swallowed any water.
The pool monitor lit into me; I glared at the moms and stated if I saw a child in trouble, I'd grab him, not just look on helplessly. I hauled him out of the pool and went home. The rest of the month, we went to the other smaller pool.
Toward the end of the month, I suddenly put on ten pounds. I waddled into Dr. S's office and informed him, "Don't razz me about my weight; I brought my husband; he can hurt you." (Dr. S hadn't wanted me to gain any more than 30 lbs; I'd now put on 40.)
He checked me over, then scheduled an ultrasound for June 29th.
I couldn't help it; I cheated and found out we were expecting a girl.
I am off to my 30th class reunion! Meeting at a bar tonight, then the Taste of Tippicanoe tomorrow:) Hoping to meet up with LK, BC, FD, SB, MS, and KE, as well as TP, MW, LK, and MS. Hopefully I'll have pics next week/
Have a great weekend! I'm off to go pick up my rental car:)