New Dentists

Here's another good Abby picture from Disney. Even though she was sniffly, stuffy, and coughing all week she was a really happy little girl.

Little Abby got her first rug burn yesterday, on her nose. It looks pretty bad, so we are hoping it looks worse than it feels. It was totally my fault - I am willing to admit it. I thought the little pumpkin was asleep, so I laid her down on our bed while I pulled a shirt out of my closet. It took her less than 5 seconds to wake up, crawl over half the bed, and dive off the edge. Needless to say, she is not allowed to sleep on our bed anymore! Not only does she have the rug burned nose, little Abby got a hold of an ink pen and drew a little on her face. She is looking pretty rough today!

I had a dentist appointment today with our new dentist and she is a keeper! Steve's up next on Thursday, so we will see how his appointment goes. I really liked Dr. Fairbanks, and she graduated from Michigan, so I know she's well educated. And it's a good thing that we found a good dentist since Abby is getting her teeth right on schedule.

Wipe-out...

The pavement of the church parking lot and I got up close and personal this morning. Luckily for Sparky, I am an expert faller. After all those throws from the horse, combined with my notoriously poor balance, I have gotten very good at the protection of vitals when falling. So Sparky probably didn't even notice us going down. I also managed to fall during a time when there was (surprisingly) no one else in the church parking lot. So beyond a bruised and skinned up knee, a bruised palm, and dirty pants, we escaped just fine.

Steve can now enjoy a few days of "I told you so time" since he warned me that there was black ice in the parking lot. This will probably be the last time I attempt to shove a water bottle in my pocket while ignoring where my feet are being placed. The extra pounds around my middle section probably were a huge contributor to the fall.

Ups and Downs

We had a lot of ups and downs in the last few days. Since the baby decided it wanted to get out of the Oregon/Michigan fiasco early, my belly decided to pop out last Saturday (the photographic proof is in the last post). So... while my clothes had been getting really tight already, they just plain did not fit after Saturday. This was quite a problem with the new job starting next week. Thankfully I have wonderful family. Mom and Grandma Lorriane helped get me all fixed up with the start of a maternity wardrobe. Then came the downs - first a tumble down a flight of stairs. Luckily I managed to ride it out on my hands and knees, so there wasn't any risk to Sparky, but my knees are now a lovely shade of purple. Then the cold. And of course you can't take cold medicine while pregnant. Such is life. Our first trip to the doctor was moved to this Friday and we are looking forward to getting more information and hearing Sparky's heart beating.