Holly, mistletoe, garland, the Ural, Al Gore (so he thinks), and Kristin are all in the green! A short visit to the doctor yesterday included a precautionary ultrasound because the nurse practitioner thought Kristin was measuring large, but all is well.
The baby is in the proper position, and the doctor had nothing to say other than, "Looks good, see you next week!" Okay, so he probably said more than that, but you get the idea. The ultrasound image given to Kristin is here, but we don't know what the heck it is. If you have any ideas what we're looking at, feel free to comment.
With three weeks to go, the weekly visits begin, including normal internal exams, which Kristin is not especially excited about. The hospital has been notified, we think we have our pediatrician picked out, and the car seat fits in the car.
The nursery is almost there. Our crib was kindly donated by the family of a student I tutor, but a couple of parts had been missing until yesterday. A rug is on order, and Kristin's mother is making drapes and a slipcover for the cusions on a glider that has made the rounds of a few new parents now.
We're still weeding out the closets and basement to make room for miscellaneous baby gear. Books are the biggest stumbling block. We're finding it tough to let many of them go.
Thanks to Steve, I finally got up in a plane. We had a great flight on Thursday just tooling around. I hereby charge the two of you with keeping me flying at least once a month in the next six months!
Otherwise, we're happy to report that there is nothing to report. We love boring, and we're hoping that there are more uneventful posts after this one. Of course, I'll have to start pontificating or endorsing products as some unnamed residents of Virginia who read this blog demand more frequent updates. For now, it's out to get a Christmas tree before the rain and snow.
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