Welcome to Texas

Today marks day one of the Third Trimester. We celebrated by having some friends over after church for dinner and games. Three months still seems like a long time, but its nice to have little benchmarks along the way. All is well with the baby. We have a Doctor's appointment tomorrow, which will include the dreaded glucose test. We going to try again to convince Dr. Hall that we NEED to know what kind of baby we're having, but we're not holding our breath. We started our "Childbirth education" class last week (Thursdays at 7:00). I think Jeremy is going to be a great coach. We felt retarded doing the breathing exercises, but he was very good at following my lead and making me breathe. Hope it works at crunch time. We got to see the actual size of the baby, no wonder I can't breathe. We also got to see the actual size of a 10-centimeter opening. Sheesh. They really ought to teach this class to people BEFORE you get pregnant. What good does it do to know that (1) its going to be REALLY physically painful (2) Emotionally more than you've ever had to deal with and (3) Its too late to do anything about it. Its just mean.