A Busy Weekend

Today is Wednesday and it feels like Monday. I've been going since Thursday night. Tara's father passed away on Christmas, and the wake was on Thursday. Ted and I went to that, then spent the morning at the funeral on Ft. Eustis. He sounded like a really good man. Very sad.

Ted and I went out with some friends to a hockey game on Friday night, and had such a good time. I mean, I can't explain how much fun it was. I'm so glad I went. I needed that.

Saturday we spent the whole day at home, then Sunday did pretty much the same thing. Since we both had Monday off, we did some shopping, and I just feel exhausted!

I'm officially 13 weeks pregnant, which means the baby is about the size of a peach. Steven is getting a huge kick out of that too. He loves to show people how big the baby is. I'm sort of looking forward to showing a bit more, maybe that will keep him from the playtime that always involves a shot to the stomach. He doesn't mean to do it, but it always ends up that way.

The fatigue is getting much better, and I actually feel like doing some thing now. I think I will take Friday off work and start cleaning out closets. WHEE! That sure will be fun! Start with #1 on the list of things to do and just keep moving, right?