We are in a frenzy of packing up the apartment, unpacking (what we can) at the new house, waiting on the new house to be finished being renovated, raising a rambunctious boy, and growing another one. Also, don't forget our jobs with both of us having to travel a little. Oh, and also planning David Scott's third birthday party. The phrase "slightly busy" is a gross understatement right now.
I go back to the doctor on Wednesday when I'll have my glucose test. Joy. I'm currently enjoying a rare treat -- a chocolate milkshake -- knowing there's a possibility I won't be able to have anything like this for the foreseeable future if I am diagnosed with gestational diabetes... again. I hope that we'll get to have another ultrasound soon because I feel like Baby Drew is bigger than his big brother was at this point. I feel like I could spontaneously combust most of the time. But he is just as active as David Scott, although it took him a few weeks to get that way.