Love actually

(Coincidentally, one of my favorite films....)

Yesterday was a day not often seen around these parts. It was filled with sunshine, baby dancing (no, not that ridiculous TTC-message board euphemism for hot monkey love), heart, good food, and love actually.

To bore you with the details, A dropped me at work so we could drive to our peri appt in one car later in the day. He was kind enough to come and take me to lunch too--something we try to do at least once every two weeks. The sun was shining, it was a balmy 75 degrees, lovely spring weather in south Florida. All in all, rather uneventful. 3 p.m. found him picking me up to head to the peri appt. Of course, it goes without saying that we waited to be seen (though this time only 1 hour, 20 minutes as opposed to the usual 2+ hours) for the level 2 u/s but oh, was it worth it.

La principesa was quite active, dancing around, but cooperative for the most part. She was, in the tech's words, "beautiful"--and what mama doesn't want to hear her child described that way? Everything measured within normal range--her head, femur, arms, belly, liver, diaphragm, kidneys, brain, and her little heart (all four gloriously beating chambers of it). She's about 10 oz right now and around 8 to 10 inches long (holy crap! something that size is in there?! and only going to get bigger?!). Her actual ultrasound age matched perfectly with my due date so things remain on track and we got some lovely pictures of her in all her glory.

After the beauty that was the u/s, A and I stopped at a quirky little local seafood shack for some romantic dining a deux. Okay, so it wasn't really romantic but the crabs were fresh and the company excellent. We spent some portion of the meal discussing name possibilities for our girl and writing/ranking them on the paper covering the tabletop. When I asked him if he ever thought we'd one day be having that conversation, he replied, "Yes, I never doubted." But, oh, how I did. And once again I was reminded just how much I actually love that man.

So home we went, where he surprised me with a lovely gift basket from The Body Shop. Inside were formerly unscented body lotion, shower gel, salt scrub, and massage oil, all of which he had custom fragranced for me. Very original on his part and, oh, do they smell divine. Also included were a wooden foot massager as well as a small back/hand/whatever wooden massager. Very thoughtful of him and very appreciated by me. We then spent some quality time on the couch, me reading while he killed soldiers on his new PS2 game (courtesy of moi) before calling it a day. The reality of it is that we're quite boring. And now that I've bored you with the details of my V-day, I hope that yours was enjoyable, no matter where the day found you....

Today was a regular OB appt but I've got nothing exciting to share. My BP was a normal 130/70, weight good (a little higher than I wanted to see though the nurse and doctor didn't seem fazed by it), and baby's HR good. We discussed my insulin resistance, the few high glucose readings I've had here and there, etc. The doctor did commend me on doing good with my diet/glucose. She said the fact that the baby is measuring right on is in direct correlation to my doing a good job of managing my condition/sugars well--which was good news. It also really woke me up to the fact that I need to keep it up (and not let myself do things like share that chocolate volcano cake with A that we had for dessert last night--but, hey, at least I didn't eat it all by myself!). All in all, the visit was quite mundane and I go back in a couple of weeks.

So now that I've bored you with the highlights of my week, how are you doing?