Well, I am without the husband for the entire day today! Plan of attack: slept in (Steve wakes up at the butt crack of dawn on the weekends), make pancakes (the boy hates pancakes, how strange is that), shower, manicure/pedicure with Morgan, lunch with Smashley... then perhaps a little shopping (if I really want to stick to the whole theme of doing everything I possibly can that Steve doesn't enjoy, I should make it baby clothes shopping).
I had to go for my glucose tolerance test yesterday, which checks for signs of gestational diabetes. You basically have to drink a water bottle-sized amount of orange liquid and sit for an hour until they take your blood. Gross. If I fail, I have to go back for the three hour test. I had better pass.
P.S. I know my blog is screwy and rarely posts comments... but I can't seem to fix it. So if you're posting comments (sorry, Lauren, Taryn and Bails!) and they never show up, I promise I didn't reject your comment. Try try again!
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