Breech

I'm well into my 36th week.
Today we found out the baby has seemingly turned and now is the the breech position. The chances of him turning the way he is supposed to are very slim at this point in the pregnancy.
Makes me glad we opted for the c-section months ago, so no new decisions need to be made.
Makes me wonder if my body really wasn't meant for delivering babies. The pregnancies go great, but when it comes to showtime...not so much.
On the plus side, my blood pressure is great:)

Remi had a big move in his life today! He got the boot from the nursery and is now in his big boy room! He didn't show one ounce of sadness or anxiety. I think he is happy for the change. I guess we'll see what he decides in the middle of the night...

Remi's New Best Friend

Meet Domo. I got him on clearance at Target as a Christmas gift for Remi. I thought he would not receive a warm welcome in this house but he is Remi's new best friend. Domo is strange looking and a bit scary

Insurance Debacle

It's definitely not an interesting story, but calling the news was a last resort. I was sure they wouldn't run this story. In the end I'm getting what I want so I'm pretty darn happy. Please excuse the high-tech quality of this video. We don't have a DVR! I'm mad they didn't mention I'm eight months pregnant and that's why my face is so fat!

So you don't like pickles?

34.5

Weeks, that is. Doctor says I'm measuring big, but we're also scheduling the little guy to come early so no biggie. Other than the fact that I can't sit, stand, drive, eat, sleep or do anything comfortably! Evening breathing is a challenge these days! On the bright side, it was a lovely 70 degree day so we packed up the kid and visited the Fine Arts Museum of Houston. This painting of Elsie Driggs was my favorite: Remi was a perfect gentleman but very time he made a squeak a frenzied, geriatric docent would appear out of nowhere to make sure he hadn't ruined a priceless work of art! What a lovely way to spend an afternoon!

Perfectly Posed Pups

When the light is streaming in just right in the winter, the pups get a solid 8 hours of slowly following the sun as it creeps across the floor. The other morning I looked over to see this: I had laid out the blanket for them and Remi must have left the ball there for them to snuggle around. They looked so cozy, I almost wanted to join them.

Nap Time Straight Jacket

Due to previously unforeseen circumstances, this is how we have to dress Remi up for his nap time. In order: Remi, onesie, t-shirt, pants, onesie. Even with this get-up he routinely wriggles free of his diaper constraints and leaves me with a weeks-worth of sheets to wash in one day.
But how can you be mad at that face???