30 weeks

excitement.

3/4 cooked...if my math is accurate. 

I think I should've kept these updates to a monthly and not weekly minimum but I've made a pledge and Pattons don't break a good pledge.

On the update front: I passed the glucose tolerance test which was good considering I possess zero ounces of self restraint and guzzled my usual chocolate coffee en route to the lab. The baby is very, very busy and has little room for his/her agenda to sit contently in the rest position. Only hiccups and gymnastics for little shim. My ice cream intake has been dramatically increased to a daily if not hourly frequency which is just the way it has to be I guess. My shoes have gotten oddly smaller which would lead a savvy detective to surmise that perhaps some swelling might be taking place. My favorite. My eyesight has improved a millionfold with the help of my new glasses and since I started typing this post I devoured an entire log of pre-sliced of mozzarella cheese. 

Gross, Grace.

and now I present...my ankles

 and a little hint of my left foot toes topped with lazy, slouch stomach and a straight lipped smile

I still think we have another little lady on board. 

 I also think that Julia is going to need to learn to do a lot of things independently in these next ten weeks 

Por Ejemplo:

hold her own bottle...{ridiculous}

maybe dismount from her crib and fetch her own breakfast...bit of a stretch but I'm optimistic

walk (please please Julia)

speak some basic English: "I would like to take a three hour nap now, please", "you looks very nice today, Mom" etc...

I know potty training is out of the realm of possibility but I'm a believer of a good miracle...who knows

and maybe learn to style her hair in a more feminine manner

Just those things, that is all. 

pleasant Tuesday evening wishes to you and yours.