That's what the kitten typed when he jumped on the computer. He also helps me text Anton sometimes... it's pretty funny.
I've grown way more attached to the kitten than I thought I would. Everything he does is adorable to me--he pounces on everything with his tiny little paws, chases his own tail, and curls up in my hair when he wants to sleep. He also runs up to us every time we come home, like he really missed us. Maybe it's the pregnancy, but I've never liked an animal so much before. It's been a pleasant surprise.
Anyway, I like my doctor. He's pretty laid back and he doesn't tell me what to do. In fact, he asks me what I want or if I have any questions about anything. I usually don't, so he just tells me how awesome everything is and sends me on my way. It's nice. And way better than the first guy I went to.
Okay, so, my dreams have always lingered over into my waking life and affected my mood and stuff, but last week's was especially odd. I was taking a nap with Anton and suddenly freaked out: "Oh, my gosh, Anton, am I not even pregnant anymore?!"
It came out of nowhere, I wasn't even dreaming about pregnancy. I was just laying on my stomach and somehow knew that I wasn't pregnant anymore... which was weird because I wasn't even pregnant, in the first place, I thought... it took me a while to realize that I am, in fact, pregnant, just as I should be.
He started rubbing my tummy. :-)
I just got back from girls camp--it was great! Went on a five mile hike, played lots of fun games, choked on campfire smoke, and felt the baby moving around! It weirds me out. Like, really. Uncomfortably weird. I can mostly feel it when I lay on my stomach... which is getting slightly more uncomfortable every week. Anton felt it too, just recently. He said it felt like a slow punch.
While I was gone at girls camp, Rexburg experienced a flash flood. Several basement apartments got hit pretty badly. Mostly it was those who were just off main street and anyone close to the bottom of the temple hill. One of our friends lives in the bottom apartment of a complex that was right in the way, and all her stuff was destroyed (except she saved her computer). Anton gave her the rest of the money we had been saving to go to the reunion, so she could get some clothes and stuff. The other rest of the money we had been saving has to go to the car. All of Anton's off-roading caught up with it and one of the bearings needs to be replaced. So, the wheel that is near that bearing could fall off at any moment, and apparently no one here can fix it, so we have to go to our dealership in Utah to get it fixed. Hopefully the wheel doesn't fall off on the way there...
