Eight years ago on November 11 I started a blog on a site called Xanga. It was where all my teenage angst went onto. You can search for it but won’t find it anymore. It’s really embarrassing to look back and read it. Now that I’m finally getting back into the blogging game I’m afraid I’m going to make a fool out of myself. I am finding that not everyone appreciates me sharing things with the world before they know. You know what: you can only tell 20+ people that same thing over and over before it gets tiring. Sorry if I offend you, but people have to also understand that this is my sacred place to share pieces of myself with others.
Monday was the day for yet another follow up ultrasound. I’m back up to 9.2! Still have to go in twice more this week to monitor the baby. Might even have to go three times next week as well. Did I mention my Dr is over an hour away? It stinks when the baby’s head is right there, pressing up on my hoo hoo, and I can barely walk after sitting in the car for over an hour. It’s pretty comical. It might be because the baby dropped. Hurray!
I’m pretty sure that Gabriel has hit the terrible two’s two months early. He’s throwing a lot more tantrums when he never did before. It could also be that he’s more verbal about things that he wants and becomes impatient if his needs are not fulfilled at that moments notice. It has been a huge test of our patience. There is a lot of mommy time outs going on. You know, the time you have to walk out the room before your head explodes. Definitely a learning experience for all of us.
Gabriel learned how to say I love you. Sounds more like “eye ove u”. Makes my heart melt every time he says it. He said it to me out of the blue today. We played with his cars, he looked at me and said “eye ove u”. Almost had to peel me off the carpet.