You would think this cute boy could never take a dump in the bathtub, right? Certainly not twice in a row? You would be wrong.
Things are good! I finished my first class in my graduate program and while I loved it, it’s nice to have some free time again. I am using it to get a lot of random things done (like buying Christmas presents) since my next class goes up until a few weeks from my due date.
Henry is great. He is either the happiest, cutest kid ever or a giant ball of inconsolable misery. There is not much in between. We are going on our second flight with him over Labor Day – very nervous but hoping for the best.
I’m 22 weeks now and effing enormous. Despite eating far better than last time, I’m right on track for another 55 pound gain. (Nine pounds in four weeks.) Oh well. As long as the baby is okay and I can lose it like last time, it’s totally fine, right?