So, I am sitting here waiting for dinner to cook and avoiding home work and house work and decided I would write a quick note. I got our mail on Monday and was very surprised and a little annoyed to discover that I was being summoned to jury duty. Now don't get me wrong, some day I would really like to experience the process. I just think it is a little much to expect of me at 8 months pregnant. I would have to get myself down town and either find parking (aaaaaaaah!) or walk from the blue line station. I don't mind taking the train, but the 20 some odd (by then I am sure it will be 30 some odd) pounds that I have recently gained make it a lot harder to walk than it used to be. Plus most of you are familiar with my sense of direction... Maybe I should say my lack of a sense of direction. I was getting stressed out just thinking about it! Luckily I had a Dr. appointment Thursday and the Dr. took pity on me. He said if it was already stressing me out that I should skip it. He wrote me a note which I promtply faxed. Much to my delight, I recieved a letter excusing me from jury service at this time.... Now when March comes along who knows what will happen!
I had another ultra sound at this appointment and everything looks good. The baby is 3 lbs and 1 oz (I had to add the one once) and her mother is gaining weight very quickly. Oh well it was bound to happen seeing as how I am eating for two (and some days three or four! My students have stopped asking me if the baby came out yet, I guess it is even obvious to a four year old that I am pregnant. They often inform me that "When I hug you I am actually hugging the baby", "that hug was for the baby" and other such kind pieces of information. Oh well I knew this day would come! At least they are honest. Soon I will have lost my identity completely and will have become "Leonie's mom". I see that everyday... :)
