Here's what's been up. After feeling around in murky exhaustion and mental fog I'm figuring things out. My lesson I'm teaching tomorrow seems to be to a point that it won't embarrass my face off. That's always a good sign. I'm almost done editing a book for my friend. Then I'll be able to focus on my book club book and figure out what we're going to discuss. (I seem to to have a problem with picking books that don't have discussion questions conveniently in the back, and then I have to write my own.) I've been awake since 5:30 planning our March Relief Society activity. Seems like this shouldn't be on my mind, but I seem to be bad at delegating when I'm pretty sure things won't get done. But I have a plan and now the delegating will happen. So once I get through with this activity and go to my friend's temple sealing in a few weeks, I think I'll be ready to have this baby come. I have just over six weeks left but I'm kind of counting on it not being quite that long.
The pregnancy is going well. The scale says I have gained a lot of weight but we were never on close terms anyway. I've not had heartburn, or backaches, or most of those late pregnancy discomforts. I finally went back to see my hematologist and we have made our peace. I didn't go for a long time because I knew she'd push me to start prednisone before I was willing to, but we compromised and I know that taking it is really the best course. My platelets have come up quite a bit since I started taking it. And I'm dealing with the side effects better this time around.
And another thing about Alice: I forgot to put this last time, and it was so funny. She's stopped doing it already, which is a sad thing. Instead of yes, she'd say yea. Like "yay," you guessed what I wanted! or "yea," I'm from the sixteenth century. Now she's graduated to a more adolescent "Yeah." So casual. She's learning a lot of imaginative play. When I fold laundry she'll get a clean washcloth and climb into the laundry basket and wash herself. And, mom has to watch.
Clara is getting really excited and curious about the baby. She is wondering how the baby got in there, and how do I change the baby's diaper, and is the baby naked?
Nathan is still mad at me for not finding out if the baby is a girl or a boy. He does not want to be surprised. But he's keeping himself busy with school and general mischief while he waits.
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Hoorah for March. We are here to help you whenever we can. Dad has only two Dr appointments planned so far this month. I am crossing my fingers hoping that doesn't change. We are all being patient about whether it's a boy or a girl. I love surprises. That makes the wait exciting.
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