- I'm in the homestretch! According to my pregnancy ticker at the bottom of the page, there are now 100 days separating me and my Nov. 10 due date. HOOORAAAAY! ... ahem.
- Jerry and I love our new furniture arrangement upstairs so much that it sort of feels like a new house all over again. It's like we've gained a room. And Toby loves it, too. While I'm on the computer in the morning, instead of clamoring to get on my lap by scratching at my shins, he just hops up on the bed and peers out the window. He is so content there that he sometimes falls asleep. But Toby isn't the only one. When Jerry comes home from work and I'm still on the computer, he flops down on the bed, too. After we chat for awhile, I notice how quiet the room has gotten and usually turn around to find Jer and Toby sprawled out with pillows scattered everywhere. We've nicknamed it the "day bed." It's the perfect spot for afternoon naps.
- My mom is such an avid magazine subscriber that many publishers show their thanks by rewarding her on occasion with a free subscription for her or a friend. I am often that friend. But when the year is up, they send her notice, asking if she'd like to resubscribe for me. Apparently Bon Appetit posed the question in such a way that had her laughing out loud: "What would you like to do with Kelly?" She called me later that afternoon, still laughing: "I felt like writing them a letter saying, 'People, I've been trying to figure that out for 29 years.' "
- My doctor has explained that fetuses have their up days and down days just like everybody else, but when the baby had two somewhat inactive days back-to-back this week, I'd be lying if I said it wasn't a little nervewracking. So, in effort to see if I could spur a little response, I laid down and pressed my hands into my belly. Not only did she push back, but I could feel all sorts of low-key squirming and rolling around that isn't evident from just gently placing my hands on my abdomen. And, even better, I felt the rhythmic thump of her heart beat very clearly. It's nothing short of amazing. When Jerry got home, I didn't explain anything, just sort of pushed his hand deep into my flesh. His face looked sort of quizzical at first, then shocked, then enlightened. "THAT'S THE HEARTBEAT! Holy crap that's amazing! WE'RE TOTALLY HAVING A BABY!"