While Greg is out in the shed/out-building/laundry room/whatever we call that build­ing paint­ing his Gundam model, I thought I would blog.

I did go to the ortho­pe­dic guy and well, there is really noth­ing he can do for me. I am pretty much going to be in pain for a few more months. It is bur­si­tis and it is not fun. I had it real bad in my left hip before and dur­ing my wed­ding and it is back again for another spe­cial moment in my life. The right side is not as bad as the left, but both hurt. The doc­tor said there was noth­ing he could do for me except give me a cor­ti­sone shot (if my OB approves it). So, not want­ing that lovely shot, I will stick it out and hob­ble around. A won­der­ful coworker gave me some cherry pit packs (stick in freezer to chill) to put on my hips and that was wonderful.

Also, my heart­burn has decide to make a come­back. That means no toma­toes, tomato based prod­ucts, acidic fruit or juice, CHOCOLATE, heavy dairy (oh like ice cream), greasy or fried foods and no caffiene or alco­hol (which after no sleep, painful hips and crazy cats I was seri­ously con­sid­er­ing; okay not really). I sleep sit­ting up more and that allows me to get out of bed faster to beat on the cats (which I guess is a plus in some weird way).

Beyond all this I am doing well. Sophie is kick­ing harder and harder and her move­ments have become more fluid. She is claim­ing more and more real estate (loca­tion, loca­tion, loca­tion) in my tummy which is weird when she kicks me on the side or way above my belly but­ton. I always think, “How the heck did she get up there?” Of course the OB assures me that I am not big at all and Sophie will have way more room in the next cou­ple of months. And that is some­thing that some­one who feels like a house already wants to hear.

I hope all is going well with every­one else. I had fun with the links in this post. Some peo­ple will under­stand some of the ref­er­ences. More soon!