Christmas Day at our house was very peaceful. We woke up, built a fire in the fireplace, opened presents, then tried (unsuccessfully) to convince the baby to make an appearance.
I am starting to think this will become a pattern. You know… daughter not listening to her mommy and daddy. So far, she has turned for us, but she has not kept her weight down and size of her head down, she has not come out to say hi when we asked nice… Do you have any ideas on how to get an unborn baby to listen?
Last night my mom came in, so we have an extra person to help convince this little one. So far she has been just as effective as we are.
It is becoming harder and harder to be comfortable. The “tortuga effect” (as hubby calls it) is getting stronger and stronger. Getting out of bed, out off the couch or any seat that reclines requires not only the momentum of a good kick to help me get my body moving, but also a moan that you might hear in a karate class. I can get my socks on, but only if I have pants on that allow me to pull on the leg, so I can pull my foot up to me. If I drop something, it is like watching a sporting event to watch me pick it up… so I have been leaving a lot of things on the ground that I drop.
Now… 3 days until the “due date”… I am not only a turtle, but a snail. I am very large, very slow, and I am leaving a trail of crap everywhere I go (because I don’t want to pick it up).
I am sure I will find this very funny later. For now, I leave it to you to laugh. Enjoy.
