Long-Awaited Update.
I got him dressed in his costume and took him to the library haunted house. They had games, and candy, and prizes, and a little maze. And it was so cool. It's the funnest halloween I've had since I was little. It would have been better if Justin had been there or just a friend like Alli or Melo. But it was fun. I am tired. And my back hurts from Dorian dragging me around the library. I will need to use a dust roller on the darth vadar costume. It's made out of felt, so it's now covered in stray hairs and stuff. And he wouldn't keep the hat on.
According to my email update I get, I am now 20 weeks along and the baby is the size of a banana. I'm halfway through the pregnancy. I should have gained 10 lbs. Uh. . . Wait, I'll check. Let's see, I lost six pounds my first trimester and now I'm back up to my pre-pregnancy weight. So I'm not sure how to count that. Tristan- that's his name- is pretty wiggly. I feel him usually after dinner. But from the ultrasound, I only feel a fraction of the wiggling he actually does. During Dorian's ultrasound, he just sat at the bottom of my uterus and didn't move- funny, considering he can't stay still for two seconds now. But Tristan was kicking and moveing all over.
I hate Justin's soap. I ran out of my moisturizing body wash, so I had to use Justin's de-greasing soap. As I stood in the shower with the water running on me, I could actually feel the soap drying out my skin. I feel like Professor Quirrell at the end of Harry Potter 1 where he turns to dust. It's yucky. I'm glad Justin got paid, so I can get me more body wash.
Justin changed to his new schedule, which means I have to go to bed alone and hopefully sleep three hours until he gets home at one. I'm not very good at sleeping without him. I miss him all the time.
It's funny how I can always think of a million things to write when I trying to fall asleep at night, but when I actually get one, I can't think of much.
Dorian's doing better with participating in his DDI class. He makes noises and sometimes tries to do the signs. ANd he has been making more noises at home. Not words, exactly, but noises. He does say a few more words now. He can say "love you", "thank you", "here", "hi", "out", "daddy", "hot", and I think that's it. Well, those are words he says regularly. He's said other words, but then never said them again. He is doing better at trying to express himself verbally, though.
According to my email update I get, I am now 20 weeks along and the baby is the size of a banana. I'm halfway through the pregnancy. I should have gained 10 lbs. Uh. . . Wait, I'll check. Let's see, I lost six pounds my first trimester and now I'm back up to my pre-pregnancy weight. So I'm not sure how to count that. Tristan- that's his name- is pretty wiggly. I feel him usually after dinner. But from the ultrasound, I only feel a fraction of the wiggling he actually does. During Dorian's ultrasound, he just sat at the bottom of my uterus and didn't move- funny, considering he can't stay still for two seconds now. But Tristan was kicking and moveing all over.
I hate Justin's soap. I ran out of my moisturizing body wash, so I had to use Justin's de-greasing soap. As I stood in the shower with the water running on me, I could actually feel the soap drying out my skin. I feel like Professor Quirrell at the end of Harry Potter 1 where he turns to dust. It's yucky. I'm glad Justin got paid, so I can get me more body wash.
Justin changed to his new schedule, which means I have to go to bed alone and hopefully sleep three hours until he gets home at one. I'm not very good at sleeping without him. I miss him all the time.
It's funny how I can always think of a million things to write when I trying to fall asleep at night, but when I actually get one, I can't think of much.
Dorian's doing better with participating in his DDI class. He makes noises and sometimes tries to do the signs. ANd he has been making more noises at home. Not words, exactly, but noises. He does say a few more words now. He can say "love you", "thank you", "here", "hi", "out", "daddy", "hot", and I think that's it. Well, those are words he says regularly. He's said other words, but then never said them again. He is doing better at trying to express himself verbally, though.