We heard from our doctor this morning regarding the blood test and all is as it should be. It doesn't necessarily mean that we are completely out of the woods, but it is a good start. So from here we will finish off the antibiotics and hope that in another 8 days there will be no trace of swelling left.
On to a more pleasant subject, I spent this afternoon working up an invitation for Abbie's birthday party coming up next Saturday. She has been planning her birthday for the last 9 months, no kidding. I can't even count the number of times she has created invitations to give to her friends. I had to keep reminding her that you can't give out invites until you have a time and date for the party, not to mention finding a theme that she could stick with. She has been dead set on having a Littlest Pet Shop party now for some time, in part because she thinks that whatever she decides on for her theme must translate to the gifts she receives. After explaining that her friends should not feel obligated to bring a gift, and if they do that their gift is not required to be Littlest Pet Shop related, I've been able to come up with a way to redirect her party in a different direction. So, next Saturday afternoon I will be taking 6 little girls down to get their nails painted at a local nail salon, followed by cake and ice cream at our house. Here is the invite, the design of which I totally lifted from Becky Higgins.
Tomorrow morning is looming large and I am in need of some sleep, which has been on the decline the closer I get to my due date. I guess obnoxious Braxton-Hicks contractions and a decreased bladder capacity will do that to you. It's hard to believe that in no more than 7 weeks (because you know I don't intend to go past my due date no matter what!) I will have been pregnant for the last time, delivered my last baby. At least according to our plans, I guess I had better put that disclaimer out there, since we all know that sometimes the best laid plans aren't exactly His plans. But as far as we know our family will be complete. Now the only thing left to do is figure out the name...but wait, you say, I thought it was going to be Aiden Gray. Um, yeah. I thought so, too. But I wouldn't count on it now. We're having some differences of opinion, Jon and I. I guess this one will be like the last two, we won't make a final decision until we are at the hospital. And now, tiny body parts are pushing on my bladder and I must take my leave, although I can assure you I will be disappointed in the 3 seconds it takes to empty my bladder. Such is pregnant life.