Nothing Special

I really don’t have much to talk about. Life has been pretty quiet over the last week or so. I have not seen the kids much, which is fine, but R has and that is good. He has soccer practice with the girls Tuesday and Thursday nights and I really didn’t think there was much reason for me to attend practice. It’s just practice, right? 

Evidentially not. R was quite perturbed when I told him I was going to miss last night’s practice to go out to dinner with my aunt. I had not realized that me attending practice was a priority. I know the games are. I get that. But do we both need to go to practice with them? Do we both need to go out to dinner with them? Again, the games I understand. Those ARE a priority. But I didn’t realize practices were too. So I have promised to be at all the games and that seems to have bought some peace to the house.

On the baby front, not much is new. We have an appointment next Friday to do a NT test which will test for Downs Syndrome and other chromosomal problems. Fingers crossed everything is ok. I’m on a board where people are talking a lot about second OB appointments and the heartbeat not being there anymore. The mere thought of it is overwhelmingly scary to me. I just don’t know what I would do. I know myself well enough to know I would probably say “That’s it. We’re not doing this again.” But I am simply inviting worry. Neither my grandmother nor mother had any miscarriages. Not that it is a genetic thing, but hopefully I won’t either. Hopefully everything will be just fine.

My pants are starting to fit funny. I don’t know if I’m just bloated or if it’s actually baby there, but my guess is the former. They feel fine while I’m standing up, but once I sit they get a little tight in the waist. So tonight I’m off to Target to find a belly band or whatever they are called. Evidentially you can wear pants unbuttoned/unzipped and not have a problem, so we’ll see if that helps.