Monday, February 14, 2011
The good news is that everything seems to be surprisingly normal. He isn't in breech position, as we suspected he would be, although it's too early to tell which way he'll end up. All in all, we're hopeful.
In the meantime, I'm still on anti-nausea meds and enjoying the full onset of unmedicated hayfever. I look miserable with my raw nose and puffy eyes, but secretly life is pretty good. The clock is ticking down toward moving day, and our list of chores doesn't seem to be shrinking fast enough, but somehow I think we'll make it.