Koba was still 37 inches around last Saturday. The neuchal translucency test came back clear, so there is an unlikely chance of many defects. We had a doctor’s appointment last Monday, and the baby’s heartbeat was loud and clear this time. The doc measures from the top of the public bone to the belly button to see how Koba is progressing, so now we have another measurement to track: 13cm. She is on a prescription for the nausea, and she is OK as long as she takes it once a day. She has taken to calling the fetus “The Munchkin†until we know the sex and can decide on a name.
The basement is finally clean enough to start moving stuff down there from the guest bedroom/future nursery. I moved the futon down there, so Mount Laundry is now sitting on the floor. Hopefully I’ll get that cleaned up this weekend and also find some place to put my father-in-law’s old dresser.
I actually cleaned a bathroom myself, which I haven’t done in a long time. I didn’t want Koba huffing those cleaner fumes! I’m also keeping on top of the dishes instead of letting them stack up all week. Hopefully these things will become routine by the time the baby comes and it will seem like less hassle to keep things reasonably clean.
Golf league started last Thursday. I shot a respectable 42 on the back and had my first birdie of the year. The new driver is still pounding drives 40 yards farther than they should go. I played tennis with a friend last night and it made me realize how out of shape I am. I may be able to walk for miles, but I’m quickly winded by sprinting. I need to get myself in better condition for when The Munchkin starts running around or I’ll be left in the dust!
