Well, my glucose screen came back just fine. It had to be under 140 and I was 91. So, we're good to go.
The car ride back from up north sucked. I think it was my sciatic nerve that was getting pinched and I couldn't find a way to get comfortable. I had a pinched nerve with Isabel the last couple of months, but I still have 12 weeks with this one, so it's too early to start that crap!
It certainly is getting harder to get out of bed & up off from playing on the floor and my forward folds in yoga class are having to be modified (as well as many other poses that have been modified for a while). I am glad to be back home in my own bed. It's higher (which is easier to get out of) that at the cabin and offers much more support, even though it was probably the most supportive bed there.
Well, we have officially decided on a name (of course, we are free to change our minds and may do that), but for now the name will be Henry Michael. Michael is daddy's middle name. I have to get around to typing up my birth plan yet. Daddy found the one from Isabel on the computer and I pretty much feel the same way, so I will just edit a few things and print that out.
Then we just need to decide on circumcision or not. We've had a bit of a discussion around that and need to gather more info to make an informed decision. I think we have agreed that IF we do get it done we will have a plastibell circumcision done. There is one doctor at our hospital that does them and as long as he is in town during the time of the delivery, our doctor will have him do it.
Guess that it's for now. He still is an active one in there. That should be slowing down soon, as he should be getting cramped. Although, I fear that I may eng up with foot shaped stretch marks. He is certainly a kicker!