So people who already knew about the stuff in the last post are asking for information that isn’t ancient. Here is the update for now:
J is conducting a one-man study on insomnia, as he heads off to the hospital every day at 5am and has overnight call every weekend. Because he is awesome, he is still managing to be a coherent person when he is home, and has been finishing up small projects around the house as we get ready for Little One.
I am finishing up my last week of work (really my last week this time, I think). Baby M’s parents have still not found a new nanny, but my bladder is too small for any more waddling to and from the metro every day, so I have told them that next Tuesday is IT for me.
Little One is doing great, she is kicking around like crazy in complete disregard for the fact that she doesn’t have room for that anymore. She is still quite fond of her 3am dance parties. The Doc today checked her out and says things look good, and that she is all upside-down like she’s supposed to be, ready to go. Which proves that she inherited her sense of direction from J, so that’s a genetic score! for Little One.
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