37 - 40 - 4

37 - 40 - 4 could either be my high school locker combination or some of the stats associated with this pregnancy. For all I remember it could be my locker combo, but really it is the later as today I am 37 weeks pregnant. Which, as all the moms out there know, means baby is fully baked and ready to come out of the oven. We had a checkup this afternoon and all signs point to no baby yet, but I'm kinda glad about that because I was planning on at least another week at work to get things done. Since my first 6 weeks out is covered by Short Term Disability insurance, it really means that I don't even need to email work in that time. If the insurance finds out you 'worked' any, then you aren't really disabled and cuts you off and we don't want that happening of course. So I really will 'go dark' when baby is born.

The 40 number is the poundage I've gained and, yup, that is pretty much what I gained last time. The only nice thing is I started out 6 or 7 pounds lower this time and haven't quite hit the same peak weight as with Zara, but there is still time (see last paragraph). At least this time the weight isn't quite as scary since I lost it once and at least *expect* to be able to do so again. Anyone have a good race they want to train for with me? Given the timing with summer approaching, I expect the first long race I train for will be the USA 10-miler in October.

And lastly, 4 as in the number our family will grow too very shortly. I can't believe it and its just kind of starting to dawn on me that I will actually have a newborn to take care of again very soon. I can take our schedule the household runs on right now and just shake it up like a snow globe because its back to square one.

Rodeo Girl

A couple weeks ago (oops, already behind again) we went to the annual Houston Livestock Show and Rodeo. Last year, Zara went but was really too young to have much clue what was going on. This year, she loved it. We had to do the Merry-Go-Round and another kiddie ride twice each, both petting zoo's, and even won her a big stuffed animal from our one attempt at a carnival game. John is apparently a good shot on the 'ol water cannon thingy.

As for the Rodeo, she loves the horsies and cows and was entertained by that (and like 5 trips to the potty for some reason). The concert was Lady Antebellum, who was good, but we did have to leave less than halfway in as expected when small fry tipped over on our shoulder tired. At least we beat the traffic out that way.



Since then we had an interesting week starting last Wed as Zara ran a high fever off and on and followed it up with a rash, which means virus and was in fact Roseola. Totally a non issue virus except the kids are miserable for a week and by proxy the parents. Zara got over that wanting to play instead of sleep when around Mommy and would only sleep there or with Dad. Except that means 9 months preggo Mommy didn't get comfortable enough to sleep and I even ended up on the couch at one point. But everyone is better now and has had two days of legitimate sleep and back to school and work for us.