February 18th Appointment Update

Our appointment last Thursday went incredibly well and incredibly fast. It took me about 15 minutes to walk to my car, drive to Sarah's building, park, and get to her office. Our appointment maybe lasted 10 minutes. Maybe. It was probably closer to 5. Then it took me 30 minutes to drive back to park next to my building. Thank you, Obama, for having your speech right down the street from my office. People were everywhere and they were all driving like idiots. As Sir Charles would say, "Trrrrble".

During the appointment, the doc checked out Carlosa's heart rate (105 or so, which is good) and checked out the size of Sarah's stomach (all good here, too). He asked us if we had any questions and that was that. It is bizarre that it was so fast, but it is much better than having any reason to stay much longer.

On the nursery front, we cleared out more stuff out of the room. It is amazing how much stuff has collected in that room for the last 6 months or so. Crazy. It is almost ready for the paint to fly. We did take the window valence into Home Depot to pick a paint color. Yes, it is pink. And yes, it is my favorite color. We need some color in the room for a couple reasons. First of all, the room is south facing, so it gets a fair amount of light which brightens the room. Secondly, the bedding that we got is white with touches of pink and brown on it. We need some color on the walls to make sure the whole room doesn't get washed out. Our focus the next couple of weeks will be to clear out all the crap, paint the room, and find the furniture to put in it. This Friday is week 23 already. The weeks are slipping away; time to do work, son!

I need to thank my wife for something that is very near and dear to my heart. After 2.5 hours of walking around Babies R Us (during the Super Bowl, nonetheless!), we had to decide what diaper bag we wanted to register for. The daunting wall of pink floral patterns assaulted my eyes. The weariness from the registering process and the over-stimulation of the giant wall of pink almost pushed me to tears. As I hung my head to regain my composure, a dot of black caught my eye. It was glorious - a black Columbia messenger bag with no other colors besides the white of the Columbia logo. The awesomeness of this simple bag pierced through all my nightmares about pink and purple diaper purses and gave me hope. I just needed to convince the wife. . . I don't know if it was because she was tired or because she just really needed to pee, but Sarah quickly and painlessly agreed with my choice. We scanned the bag and headed back to the registry desk. Thank you, Sarah, for not forcing the prettiest bag on the shelf on your husband.

Til the next post,
Mikey

Carlosa Moves!

Last night was finally the night that Carlosa let me feel her move. Sarah has been feeling her jump around, jump up, jump up, and get down for a while now. She has been really good about calling me over when Carlosa is particularly active. Without fail, Carlosa would stop moving right before I stuck my hand on Sarah's stomach. Last night, Carlosa was particularly active as we were laying in bed. I put my hand on Sarah's stomach and waited. Of course, she stopped moving. After a couple minutes, I finally something rub along my hand. So freaking cool. After another couple minutes, I felt Sarah's stomach spasm. I looked at Sarah to see if that was her or Carlosa. Apparently, Carlosa decided to flip around and it shook Sarah's entire belly. This baby is going to be a bundle of pure energy. I can't wait.

We have a doctor's appointment this afternoon, so there will probably be an update after that.

- Mikey