I forgot to set my alarm last night to wake us up in time for church this morning. Good thing my bladder is almost as punctual as an alarm these days. It woke me up about ten minutes late. M and I debated making ourselves get up, but we finally did. PJ was up and ready for breakfast anyway. We were a couple of minutes late, but not enough to be embarrassing.
Church went really, really well. All the questions we had after last week were answered, and quite satisfactorily. PJ made it all the way through church in the nursery. This was the first time ever that we hadn’t had to be called halfway through. It’s hard to even explain how satisfied I feel after such a successful morning. We’re hesitant to absolutely declare that this church will be our church, but after this morning, we are certainly leaning that way.
After church, we made plans with a co-worker of M’s who happens to live pretty close to the church. The co-worker’s wife is going to watch PJ for us on Tuesday when we go for the ultrasound, and we all thought it might be a good idea for us all to spend some time together before then. We’d met before once but hadn’t gotten a chance to know each other. Lunch went really well. M and the co-worker talked shop while the wife and I talked babies. PJ insisted on entertaining us the whole time, especially with his method of eating a grilled cheese sandwich (opening the pieces of bread, peeling the cheese off and eating just that, not the bread). She also has a newborn, so I got to ooh and aah over the adorable little girl. I’d forgotten how tiny, helpless, and floppy newborns are! I guess it’s good I got the reminder now so I have a better idea what to expect in another five months. We are probably going to offer to watch their little girl sometime to make up for this huge favor, and that will be a good chance to practice dealing with a newborn and a toddler at the same time.
PJ was dead tired by the time we made it home. He’d been in a great mood all along–thank goodness–but he’d needed a nap at least two hours earlier. Yay for long naps! I may even be able to sneak in one of my own before he wakes up.
By the way, I’ve hit the insatiable stage of the pregnancy. I’ve been starving ever since I woke up yesterday. If I keep eating like I have been, I may just start to gain some of that weight back at last. The M&M’s I suddenly started craving while M was conveniently at the grocery store last night will probably contribute much to that weight. At least this is way more fun than being nauseous all the time!