I have had a very uneventful pregnancy week. I am still having some swelling on my hands and feet by the end of the day, and one day this week I didn't wear my wedding rings. That was a first for me. I am pretty sure that is the first time they have been off for a whole day since I have had them. I think I am going to purchase a lia sophia ring that looks like an engagement ring so that I can wear that on my ring finger until after this baby is born. I don't want to have to cut my rings off! My wedding rings are size 3.75, and my size 5 lia sophia rings are fitting on that finger fairly well. They spin around a little but it is better than cutting off the circulation. I have still been craving sweets. My weakness right now is candy corn, and how horrible is that for me and this baby.
Owen is loving his speech therapy, and is totally ready to play as soon as his therapist gets here. He tries to open up her big bag of toys as soon as she puts it down. It is giving me some ideas for Christmas presents for him because I get to see what he likes. I asked the therapist how far behind he was, and she said he really wasn't. She said he would only be in therapy for about 3 months. He has already increased his vocabulary tremendously. I don't really think it has anything to do with the therapy. I think he just decided it was finally time to start talking. Some new words he is saying are: pretzel, choo-choo, doggie, key, glasses, tractor, look, and shoes. He now says about 20 words. He has discovered how to open the doors, and he is getting into everything. We bought covers for the doorknobs, but he was able to get them off the first day. I used to take the dogs out and leave him inside when it was yucky out, but know he opens the front door, looks at me, and then smiles real big, like look at what I just did. He gave me two big scares this week. First, I was blow drying my hair, and I always shut the bedroom door so that he is contained in either the bedroom or the bathroom with me. Well, I had only been blow drying a couple of minutes, and I hear a loud thud. I put the blow dryer down, and ran into the bedroom, only to find that Owen had climbed up into our bed, and then over onto George's nightstand, and was standing on it with his arms up it the arm. He started laughing when he saw me. The loud thud must have been the lamp landing on the floor from off of the night stand. What a monkey! The second scare happened a couple of days ago when I was cleaning up from lunch. He was in the living room playing, and then this time, I didn't hear anything (that is always a bad sign too). I started calling for him, and was then walking around the house looking for him. I had been in every room of the house, and still couldn't find him. I was then going back to some of the same rooms, and looking behind doors, under cribs, under beds, etc. I then went into my bathroom for the second time, and found Owen in the shower with the shower cleaner bottle up to his mouth. He had gotten the cleaner out from the bathroom cabinet, and then was hiding in the shower. He had cleaner all over his face, arms, hands, and shirt. I didn't know how much, if any, he had swallowed, so I called poison control. She said he would be fine, and to wipe his skin off so that it didn't burn, and give him some milk. This is what prompted us to go out and buy the door knob covers. They are not working, so I guess we will have to go out and look for a different model. How am I going to handle him and a newborn?!?! What is he going to be getting into when I am changing the baby's diaper, of feeding him/her? God only knows what else he will be doing in another 7 weeks time. Are all boys like this, or just some that are part monkey like Owen? By the way, can you guess what he is going to be for Halloween?
We only have 3 more childbirth classes to attend, and I feel like this last 7 weeks of pregnancy is going to fly by. We still need to purchase a pack n play with a bassinet to replace our bassinet that got recalled. I think that is going to be on the agenda this weekend along with starting the Christmas shopping.






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