Oh baby, baby...

No little baby yet. For a little update, I still have plenty of fluid –except for down by his head which is so low and he apparently pushed out whatever fluidy cushion he may have previously enjoyed. Tough luck for him, but it’s also uncomfortable for me, so I hope for everyone he doesn’t decide to make his stay in my uterus too long. I’m going to try to wait it out – amidst so many of your cries for an induction! Time will tell.

Mr. T had another one of his fevers this week, and now we’re being referred to an immunologist. His white blood cell count was fine, but he did have blood in his urine. It’s just becoming rather strange that for the past year (at least that we’ve kept track of) he has had a fever over 104 every 3-4 weeks that lasts from a couple of days to a week. So time will tell… yet again!
My true purpose of this blog was to boast about my fabulous husband. I recognize all my moaning and groaning that occurred in his absence, and I feel like he has been foiled in the praise that he deserves upon his return. Oh how I love this man… and oh how I love him being in my home. While I mentioned everyone doing swimming lessons at the same time, I failed to mention that Mr. Man is doing swim lessons with Little E! The only DAD in the class the others have re-named, “Mommy and Me” (though it is a politically-correct “Parent Tot” Class), he is stellar! Yesterday he took the kids on an all morning adventure at the Farmer’s Market, where he concluded that he doesn’t feel at all like he fits in without being pregnant, sporting a tattoo or wearing Teeva’s . They had the greatest time – and all came back covered in paint from some sort of painting of a truck that occurred! Also he has been absolutely wonderful on the nights when I was too tired, or too sore to stay up any longer with Mr. T’s fevers and hallucinations, and then lets me take long naps the following day! I also want to boast that Mr. Man is back on his bike and “safely” working in long bike rides which have resulted in him already losing five pounds just last week! I could go on and on… for now I’ll just stop so I can go kiss my sweetie!

PS – The picture is of one of the sunflowers Mr. Man brought home for me from the Farmer’s Market!