No diabetes, but......

On Monday, I had my 27 week checkup with my ob/gyn. After drinking the sickly sweet, orange-flavored, glucose-laced cocktail, I waited an hour and had my blood drawn. The nurse called today and said that luckily there is no sign of gestational diabetes, but I do have a slight case of pregnancy-related anemia. So along with a pre-natal vitamin and calcium tablets, I am now taking iron pills.

I'm not worried seeing as how I had the exact same thing with Sydney and she obviously turned out fine. So for the next 12 weeks, I'll dutifully take my four pills a day and keep staring at the ultrasound picture of our little guy in hopes that he gets my hairline and Ryan's perfect teeth.

Tom Cruise is a Nut!

This proves that Tom Cruise is a complete nut. I feel sorry for Katie and baby Suri (who will grow up thinking this kind of life is normal).

http://www.lse.co.uk/ShowbizNews.asp?Code=WV103653S&headline=victoria_beckhams_suri_invite

Sydney-ism of the Week

For the past few weeks, a neighborhood cat has made our back porch his bed. Each morning, Sydney and I go in the kitchen for breakfast and spy on the sleeping kitty. Our breakfast activities usually wake it up and it wanders off without our noticing.

However, one morning this week, it slumbered peacefully through breakfast and didn't wake up until our meal was over. The cat got up to do it's morning stretches and Sydney declared, "The kitty cat is doing yoga."

Ryan and I couldn't help but laugh at that one. We always knew we lived in a fairly liberal neighborhood, but when even the area cats get into yoga, you know it's pretty far to the left.