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That Boy is Growing

With the holidays being past, my writing conference attended, and our Virginia trip behind us, there's nothing really left to distract me from Baby Watch 2020.   Tomorrow will mark the beginning of Week 28.  



That leaves...12 weeks to go.  Wow.  Three more months and baby will be here!

Mama is doing good even though she got diagnosed with gestational diabetes a week or so ago.  I was so surprised by this.  She is a tiny little thing, eats fairly healthy for a college student, and wasn't really having any major symptoms.  The only complaints she really had were early on when she kept getting dizzy spells.  I put that down to hormone changes, especially after they seemed to disappear or lessen a great deal after the first trimester. 

We're doing the best we can to help her succeed with the diet she's been given.  We'll know more after next week when she attends her diabetes instructional class. We should have a better idea then of the types of foods we can stock for her.

As the due date is fast approaching, we've also started working on redoing KC's bedroom.  Until he's done with college and able to support the three of them, he's going to be living at home with a baby in his room.  We started with putting together the very same crib he and his brother used as infants. It's in great shape and we were only missing one little spring, which is impressive given that it had been stuffed in the back corner of our attic for nearly 18 years.  (I'm sure Gage used it for a year or two after we moved in to this house.)

Next on the agenda...shelves!  With all the baby supplies they're going to need to store in his bedroom, he definitely needed some shelving put up.  Got to have a place to store all those diapers!

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