When did you have her?

First a few new pictures...

Michael finished up all the painting and I've put up some animals, airplanes, etc:


Michael just installed the car seat in the CRV, we picked the color for Jack:


Over the past couple of days I've had some interesting conversations about Baby G's future arrival.

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Yesterday I was telling some friends about the way they are likely to hear about her birth; Internet updates. Although it's much more personal to get a phone call I am also a realist, Michael's phone will be posting twitter and Facebook messages long before my list of people to call is ever retrieved from the hospital bag.

Julia, "Did you know about the belt you can put on your stomach to send a message to Twitter every time the baby kicks."

Michelle, "Good thing I don't have one of those. Baby G would be sending out so many messages that nobody would be able to follow their friends. I can't imagine what Billy would do."

Billy is one of our friends who is lost in Twitter land. He tweets so much that one day we almost considered calling him to be sure he was okay, it had been almost 12 hrs since we'd seen something from him.

For those of you who don't have Twitter or Facebook (Kelly) you can check the blog, I'll post something on here as soon as I have the energy to type. Yes, there is wireless at Seton. Michael noticed the wireless access points when we were touring the hospital. He is currently storming out of the room because someone reading this blog might assume he's a dork for noticing that. What was that term... Enginerd?!

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This morning Michael & I went down town to run, walk, lift (he ran, I did the others). Before leaving the house I tossed on a shirt, "Darn, my favorite dri-fit t-shirt is getting too tight."

As I was tossing on another one I've had for about 10 yrs Michael replied, "Uh, isn't that a little weird that you are upset that it's getting too small at 7 months of pregnancy? I think it should already be too small."

"I'm 8 1/2 months, give me some credit."

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As I was walking toward the 0 marker a pack of Gazelles flew by and one slowed down to chat for a minute. "How's the baby?" she asked.

"She's fine," I happily replied.

"When did you have her?"

"I still have 6 weeks until I'm due."

A confused look took over her face as she looked again, "But you're so small!"

As a side note, this girl is about 1/2 inch taller than I am, weighs about 100 lbs, and has 2 kids. I was just about to mention that she probably looked this small too because she is also so petite but I decided not to take my chances of being wrong on that assumption. Of course, she'd just been wrong when she assumed my kid had already arrived.