Keep on swimming...

Taking it one day at a time over here in the majorly pregnant household. I feel about 150% better today. Though that is just speaking of cold season issues, don't get me started in pregnancy aches, woes and complaints. No one wants to hear that, so I'll spare you.

I took Henry with me to an obstetrician appointment yesterday. Wish I had a video camera with me to show you how perfect he was the entire time, sitting in a chair, watching his iPod, while I had one of those appointments women dread...the one where you walk in and there is a sheet on the table to "cover up". We then went on to Best Buy where Henry provided some visual birth control for everyone in line, not really the perfect cherub he was at the doc's. I must say, it is very difficult to hang on to a toddler who is wearing layers with a poofy jacket on top, like holding onto Jello.

But most of the time we spend cooped up in our little house. It's not supposed to get above 22 degrees today so we spend time moving from kitchen/dining room to living room about 30 times a day. Pull everything out...put everything away. Have a snack...throw a tantrum when the snack is over. Sometimes Henry cries about it too.

I wanted to make sure I got some pictures of him wearing these PJ bottoms the other night. They have been my favorite, and it makes it even better that they were a hand me down.

The moments when he is in his Pajamas are my favorite. That means we either just got up and he's all smiles because Momma and Da are both still home, or it means he is about to go to bed...which of course is every parent's favorite time of day. Or is it just me? Most nights he starts to get really loopy just before bed, falling all over himself, playing with Brian and laughing hysterically. Then I say "give daddy a kiss", and then "let's go find your paci and blankie" and he either runs to his room or we get to walk hand in hand down the hallway for what has become the easiest bedtime routine ever.

Oh how our lives will change in just a month!

I.M.