We have no computer connection downstairs. Only upstairs, where there is no air conditioning. So, since it's been the hottest summer on record (what a great time to get pregnant!) I have an hour or so in the AM then in the PM, if I'm still awake, to get everything done.
Also, during this time I must job search. Yep. Seven months pregnant today and I lost my job this month. Figures.
So, for your information:
1) She is still a girl
2) She is slowly bruising all of my innards with her constant kicking
3) After 5 ultrasounds, we finally got all the measurements we needed. She's fine.
4) Total weight gain at 7 months: 16 pounds
5) Summer is the worst, worst time to be pregnant
6) Most of my family aren't coming to the baby shower because they suck/have been banned/refuse to attend/etc.
I'm not sure we're any closer to a name. Not that we really talk about it. The conversation usually goes something like....
Text from me to M: Hey, what about Madeline?
Text from M to me: Nice. I'm gonna be late tonight.
Awesome. Also, Lola is out, Layla is out, and so we're for now we're stuck with Princess Peach. Now, I don't remember what the application for the birth certificate looks like, but I'm pretty sure they're aren't enough boxes in which to fit "Princess Peach" as a first name.
